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him. he called me tonight. i didn't recognize
the number, so i asked who it was. he responded
with, "what, am i not in your phonebook anymore?".
i said no. he asked why, i told him it's because
i really hate him. he hung up.
it felt amazing.
tonight will be the last time that he is ever
referred to as "him", because i finally got
the last word in. and now he is just another
face. another band boy. another person to look past.
and for the first time, in a long time, i feel
like i can actually breathe.
it feels amazing.
i can't wait for friday.