Tommy..Two days had passed and the third day was already halfway gone.Time didn’t behave as it used to, morning and night felt the same way since that day.I felt sick. Not metaphorically, not psychologically but physically sick.My body refused to cooperate. I only go out of bed when I want to drink water, piss, or shit.I had barely eaten. The food refused to stay down.I spent the day lying down, feeling my heart shatter over and over again. I had had heartbreaks before. But none of them felt like this.None of them lingered this long. In a few hours, maybe a day I would be outside again. Working. Laughing. Almost like nothing had happened. But this time. It felt like I was the one coming to an end.Every time I thought about Gerard, sharp physical pain would shoot through my chest.Sometimes I caught myself wondering what he was doing. Was he sleeping peacefully? Was he eating well?Was he hurting the way I was?And something bitter would coil in my chest. I hope he was s
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