WAYNE.
I groaned again, finding it hard to get it over with my work as it was already adding to the intensity of frustration that I was feeling. I wasn't able to focus for some days now and it was driving me crazy.
I turned back to lay on the bed, I couldn't help but feel a bit of emptiness as I just laid there staring straight at the ceiling. I was already so used to my loneliness but she was not being her ass adding to it.
I tossed around different times, reminding myself that I had the bed all to myself and shouldn't let it bother me but each time I thought of it I couldn't help but feel guilty.
‘Why did I throw her in there? Why did I let that take over me instead?”
I was starting to regret it but wished she'd understand eventually that it wasn't my fault and I was only caught up
