16. Puking out the heartache
by hannah
February 3rd, 2010
From Sex, Life, & Hannah::Volume 1, Winter Season (CHAPTER 3: THE AGONY OF ECSTASY)
I make my way across the yard slowly, starting to feel the effects of taking illicit drugs and staying up all night.
I open my front door and freeze.
In the middle of the floor is my vacuum cleaner.
The Ex was here! And I wasn’t. My heart races. Maybe he was looking for an excuse to see me and I missed our opportunity to work things out.
I run into my closet. His clothes are gone. My eyes start to water.
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