car radio::malum

xxiv

11.49PM

i saw headlights. i wiped away my tears and sat up. i look whos in the car, and it was calum. he wasted no time getting out of the car. he ran and kneels next to me. he gently grabs my chin and tilts it so he can look at my face.

"youve been crying?" he frowns

"no fucking shit" i mumble and look at my knees and hands

"shes my ex" he said

"ok" i reply

"just 'ok'?" his voice was filled with sorrow.

i dont want to see him cry. i dont want to see him frown. i dont want to see him cry. and maybe, i dont want to see him at all.

i dont know at this point.

"yeah" i nod

he sat next to me and rests his head on my shoulder, and i rest my head on his head.

and now,

we sit in silence

i think im slowly going insane, or i already am insane, either way, therapy never helps.