She Was Just A Shell Of Her

It Wasn't About Being Happy Or Unhappy. I Just Didn't Want To Be Me Anymore.

Who Would Have Thought That Grieving An Old Relationship And Enjoying A New One Could Happen Simultaneously, In Parallel? Yet Another Thing You Only Find Out Once It's Happening To You.

I Spent A Lot Of Time Looking At That Picture. Wondering What I’d Think Of That Girl, If I Was Someone Else, Seeing How Easily She Sits In Her Boyfriend’s Lap, Laughing, With His Arms Around Her. I Would Have Thought Her Life Was Perfect, The Way I Once Thought Cass’s Was. It Was Too Easy, I Was Learning, To Just Assume Things.

That Was The Nice Thing About The Spot: You Could Hear Everything, But No One Could See You.

Let's Just Start And See What Happens.