The exorcism

Getting over her was like an exorcism. He would wake up at night, sweating after dreaming she wasn’t there next to next to him. He switches on the lights in search for her in bed… The demons come back, he remembers how she left without even a goodbye. If only he could talk to her for the last time , at least to say how much he loves her….

It’s morning and he hasn’t slept a wink since midnight, the exorcism continues again tomorrow

rachel

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