It is quiet and she is alone.
Sitting on her bed, hearing nothing but the sounds of cars in the distance. She didn’t think he’d return, but he did. He came when she least expected, just as he always does. And despite her usual efforts to kick him out, he stays. An unwelcome guest who stays a little too long. What she doesn’t like to admit though, is that despite the years where it felt like an abusive relationship, things have changed and slowly turned in to a love-hate one. She doesn’t always hate his arrival anymore, doesn’t always hate his company. Sometime he gives her peace. He makes her feel like no one else could. Like no one else even knows how. In the silence of the darkness, she sometimes appreciates his company. He makes her heart feel so raw, makes her think things she normally wouldn’t. & when he’s gone, she’s happy for a while. But deep inside she knows, that she’s beginning to forget what it’s like to live without him. So she waits for his arrival, and she knows that for the time being, he’ll always return.