this morning #1869.

this morning, she waved goodbye over her shoulder as she walked away. wide smile on her face in a moment when her expression could’ve easily gone the other way. stayed positive right up to the very end. i know that i wasn’t smiling. that i wasn’t trying to find any pleasure whatsoever in her departure. why should i? she could’ve asked me to join her but she didn’t. as soon as she turned a corner & was out of sight, that was it. the end for us. officially broken up. i wasn’t about to cry right there in the bus station though. stone face. made my way out to the parking lot & lit up a smoke. choked back the tears for a little bit longer. held them in until the evening. only let them go i was home alone, an entire bottle of wine behind me.