Escaping miracle-1
It is when I am just coming off my high when I feel his presence leave.
I open my eyes to an empty room and my heart literally falls apart. I should be used to this by now, him leaving me after a fuck. But nothing like this and that is when it automatically becomes clear to me.
He no longer loves me, and I need to get out of here whether I have the chance or not.
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The next morning, I decided to wake early enough to get a shower and plan my escape. Town is about 7 miles from here, and with walking, it will take me most of the day and into the night to get there. Jonathan left before I even woke up which gives me enough time to pack my shit and leave.
It would be a hell of a lot easier to call one of my friends to pick me up, but then again, I have none. I washed that down the drain when Jonathan and I moved to New York over a year ago. Long story short, I picked him over them and had it bite me in the ass, just like they said it would. Who would have thought just one man could ruin my life for me. Sickening, isn’t it?
