My eyes flickered open to sheets and blanket next to me. Not that I wasn't expecting him to be gone, I still felt a little pounding at the bottom of my heart. The feeling was indescribable. It was almost as if some one has taken just a small piece of my heart. And honest, it sounds so cliche but there is no other way to describe it because that is the physical pain that I feel.
Sitting up I pulled the covers off of my bare, limp body. The cold air enveloped me causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. As I swung my feet over the side of my bed the bitter hardwood floor shocked my toes with their surprisingly low temperature. Trying to avoid losing my toes, I went to the shower turning it on, stepping in and letting the water take over my mind and body. Thinking, I let my mind wander to him.
I thought about his smile, the way his eyes reflect him perfectly. Then last night, how he looked me in the eyes and told me the truth. He's different, in a good way though. He's honest, but that's...