“I wanna be alone” I said. She cried. A lot. I only shed some tears. I was dry. Inside, outside, everywhere. It was my way to survive the decay of our relationship. I shut down. Numb. Like my love for Her was an infected wisdom tooth that had to be removed. I anesthetized myself with numbness, to avoid the pain of extracting Her from my heart, my life. Yet it hurt. Still hurts. Deep.
“I wanna be alone” I said. And alone as fuck I am.