Fifty-Nine

As the morning light crept into her bedroom, my eyes were already open, and yet she wished that she wasn't awake this early. Another sleepless night.

For a while, I lay in bed feeling alone and sad as I listened to the quietness in my room, and even though it was just the start of the day, I already wanted it to come to an end.

I missed the days of waking up in his arms and not on an empty bed.

It had been two days since Atlas made it clear that it was over between us, and I couldn't get over the fact that we were over, even though I knew it was.

The thought of getting out of bed crossed my mind as I turned her head to the right and gazed at the spare pillow, then her lips curved into a pout.

 

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