lotty
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“that, in and of itself, is awfully cynical, don’t you think? divorce is loss.”
evelyn shakes her head. “heartbreak is loss. divorce is a piece of paper.”
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she took my hands off my face and looked at me.
“i don’t know what i’m doing,” i said.
“it’s okay,” she said. “i do.”
sometimes reality comes crashing down on you. other times reality simply waits, patiently, for you to run out of the energy it takes to deny it.
some mornings i would wake up in a pile of her hair and inhale deeply, trying to breathe in as much of her as i could.
we did not kiss. we occasionally lingered a little too long when our arms brushed, when our hands touched, never locking eyes. but in the middle of the night, after we both had appeared to fall asleep, i would feel her body against my back and i would push myself into her, feeling the warmth of her stomach against me, her chin in the crook of my neck.