It’s 3 in the morning and he is outside, walking. The street lamps on the quiet street do nothing to illuminate the darkness engulfing his mind, his heart, his soul. He is finally broken. He wishes now that he was …
He expected it to feel like something… well, different. It was his first time, she was sitting next to him laughing that wise, knowing laughter of hers, having just taken his virginity. He expected to be soaring, flying doing something …