How could this happen? Here I am, hopelessly clinging onto something that will never happen. I was too blind to realise that I had someone who loved me wholeheartedly right in front of me.

Tears hit the floor of my closet, soaking into the carpet. I pull my knees to my chest, a futile attempt to comfort myself. I can’t take this. I just need to hear her voice. Just once.

I swallow a good amount of wine, before pulling my phone out and dialling a number. Please, pick up…