I stared up at the ceiling with confusion. I was laid out sloppily on the bed with the blankets only covering my feet. What was wrong with me? Why am I not as pretty as her? What did she have that I don't? I knew you longer. We had been through everything together. But why was I the only one the fall in love?

Maybe you just didn't see that we were meant to be yet. Maybe there was something in the way. I grin crawled up my lips in the thought of her out of everyone's life.

After being stuck in thought for hours, I finally sat up and slowly grabbed the items I needed. Walking out of the neighborhood. Walking down the block. I avoided any eye contact. What's wrong with holding a jar of roaches? I didn't bother much about it.