it’s your first day returning to school after the death of your ex boyfriend. people are gentle with you. they know you’re still destroyed after his death. and.. you are.

after the first half of the school day, you decide to go upstairs to the roof. you don’t want to stay for the rest of the day. it hurts. it hurts being back, seeing spots within the school you two would sneak off to.

you sit there, silently crying as it begins to snow. suddenly, someone covers you in a blanket.