She thinks its what its called. Sitting on her bed starring into the night she lies awake thinking restlessly alone & cold. Deep within herself she knows she can trust her yet with the sudden distance between them not only in reality but in truth she cant help but feel as though she’s being cheated on. Wanting to cry she grabs ahold of her sheets pulling on them tightly, closer to her cheek sulking into her bed.

Am I Really…

Waiting or do I have some type of problem where I cant get a new girlfriend?