I don’t know what to do…

I have returned, I am back in Nottingham. Two very heavy suitcases, 4 flights of stairs, do the maths lol.
I wish she would say something. Anything. Talk to me…

The words another one said go round in my head. I was happy, now I am confused. I was getting better, now I don’t know. Again.

Each message I get, each text, I look, and will smile if it is, will feel let down if it is not.

I both hate and love this feeling, this double edged sword I am holding.
Save me. Please?

On other notes, time to go shopping…

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