this is the hardest part

[wisdomeagle]

we shoved the twin beds together and she had string with her and tied them together and now I must untie them or leave them and

we spent all our nights in academic with Angel DVDs and we watched all the games together and now I must go into the lounge by myself and watch game two but somehow, I can't bring myself to care

I stopped thinking about schoolwork and I stopped worrying and I could reach out and touch her and now the whole room is arranged for two people who love each other very much and not for one person all by myself

and tomorrow I need to go to class

and take a midterm

and register for classes

and wake up

if only I could stop twitching quaking crying long enough to do all that