suffereds.
you’re hurt and it shows in your sodium swelled, watery eyes. she’s been in good spirits lately. ever since she started working actually. she did tell you being able to giggle most of the day and get payed for it was responsible for her good moods, so you figured she’d be happy to spend time with you. especially since she used to love spending time with you when you first met. you swallow, “ i’ve only had breakfast, amor. i was going to fast so we could go out to dinner. “ you look down at purpled, dry feet, “ i miss spending time with you. “
“Aw. I feel bad. “ you frown. “ I'm just going through some things... And I feel like people expect such a high level of affection from me all the time because that's how I am but I guess they don't understand or know how much I'm struggling... “ i hold my purse tighter to me as i move to the front door to leave, “ If you love me though you can keep sticking by me through this. That's when the real love hits. Like when i'm at my worst, if someone chooses to love and support you still that's beautiful. You feel? ”














