Saturday, Sept. 04, 2004 - 4:47 p.m.
He wipes her tears whilst unwrapping her grip on his wrist. She says I can�t believe you�re doing this to me as she puts her hand under his shirt. He says I�m not doing this to hurt you as his thumb strays to her lips. She says I can hate you just as much while closing her eyes to his touch. In that moment of sweaty resolution she knows he is already gone and he knows he will call her again on Wednesday. She leaves without words and promises herself never again as she turns her phone on.
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