13/05/2025
Couldn’t sleep again, so I went for a walk, hands in my pockets, the cold air biting at my face. I ended up outside her old place, the one she’d moved out of months ago.
I wasn’t planning on stopping, but I noticed the light was on, so I just stood there for a minute, staring. Memories hit me. Late night talks, her voice low and tired, the way she’d lean into me when she laughed.
I’m not sure why I was there. She’s long gone, scribble probably off somewhere else, with someone else. But for a second, it felt like she could still be inside, waiting with that tired smile I used to know so well.
Eventually, I turned and walked away, my breath fogging in the cold. But part of me stayed there, stuck outside a place that doesn’t exist anymore.
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