Wake up.
Beautiful weather.
Amazing colors.
Head to UConn.
Have a great time in class today.
Get ready to hang out with her.
She’s here now.
“Feelings” are out in the open now.
Prayed with her.
Conversed with her.
Time for work.
Start feeling nauseous.
(he)’s in Starbucks…
I begin to get snappy and distressed.
(he)’s telling me to pick a fight…
I ignore.
(he) reminds me to pick a fight.
“I want to get angry and fight with her.”
I believe the lie…
30 seconds later, I pick a fight.
Argument starts and accusations begin.
Begin saying a couple things and now she’s crying.
(he) smiles…
Fear and doubt enter our friendship.
Admitting our faults and concerns, (he) gets desperate and starts losing.
We talk through it, pushing (him) away from the conversation.
Light enters back into our conversation.
(he) has no right in us anymore.
Nausea overwhelms me.
Throwing up for a few minutes, (he)’s no longer in the store.
(he) has no right inside of me.
(he) is a disease not welcome around me anymore but He is my savior.