I couldn’t get him out of my head. He was the reason I struggled out of bed in the morning, pulled mascara through my lashes, and kept a manic, perma-smile on my face at all times, just in case he ...
Long ago, back when I was single, I lamented — as those who are in the midst of unrequited love are wont to do — to some friends in a group chat. It was one of those situations where I was sick of ...