Eva
I cried, I cried again like days before, I cried of pain, of sadness, of despair. Christian had a reason to call, I know that it hurts him as much as it hurts me to be apart, I know that even though he is determined to forget about me as I forget about him, we feel this great need to know that we are alright, or at least to know that we are still alive.
-Come on girl, let me in, I'm worried about you, you've been locked up for a week, let me know you're okay. -said Mrs. Reyes from outside my apartment.
I look up and I know she won't leave, and I know she hasn't come in even though she has a key, just because she wants to give me my space.
I turn up the stereo and the song that has been my repetitive companion all week resounds in every corner of the room, it says exactly what I fee
