Without You
I cried when I got home.
I'm locked away in my room, didn't go down for dinner, and I'm crying. Not as badly as I was earlier, but there are still tears.
Seeing you in Central Park, walking Monkey… it reminded me of how badly I hurt you by choosing Louis, even if you insisted on it at first.
… That could have been you and me walking our dog in Central Park. We could have been a loving couple, the one we used to be. Everyone always said we were perfect for each other… They just didn't know how destructive we are together.
I change into my nightgown, turn the lights off. I just want to curl up and pretend you're laying beside me.
My phone vibrates on the end table, and I reluctantly snatch it up, believing it will be some Gossip Girl Blast.
… It's you… You're calling.
I answer, but don't say a word. I'm waiting for you to say something…
"I miss you."
Click.
I listen to the silence after you end the call, the tears falling again. Without you I'm a broken. With you I'm complete.
"I miss you too…"