How to act around the man you love- Trusting him even when it’s hard. He’s not the enemy here, he never was.
I press my lips together and inhale, trying to pretend like this isn’t real.
The last time Johnny and I met, he was handing over my stuff from my apartment to me with a sweet smile on his face.
That seems like such a lifetime ago.
“What’s going on Johnny?” I start, my voice shaky.
“What happened to you?”
A slow smile starts spreading at his lips. It pains me to note that it’s nothing like the usual warm, teasing smiles that I’m used to receiving from him. It feels so foreign I feel like I don’t even recognize him.
“What do you think happened?” He says, rubbing at what I’ve just realized is a split lip.
I inhale and smooth my sweaty palms over my clothes.
“Johnny, I’m sorry
