GENESIS
I stared at him, wanting to remedy this, to take back everything, to change what was happening. But the more I stared at him, staring at the floor like that, with his back hunched, I thought I saw a shadow of something else. A broken man. I wanted to speak to him, to tell him how sorry I was for ruining the night, for making him feel the way he did, for ruining everything. But at that point, I thought my words were useless. So, like he wanted, I turned to the door as I initially planned and slowly walked out with a heavy heart.
I returned to my room and fell on my bed. Tears filling my eyes as I felt the difference in texture, in smell, in warmth. My bed didn’t smell of citrus or cool breeze. It didn’t feel warm, and there was no one there with me. It felt dark, cold, empty and
