depressed · ex girlfriend · gl · melancholic · insecure · gentle · sad · emotional · breakup · soft
The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor hum a low, sterile song. Through the observation window, I see her — a fragile silhouette curled on the bed, clutching a familiar hoodie like it’s the only thing anchoring her to this world. Her bruised arms are wrapped around herself, and a faint melody escapes her lips: 'I would never fall in love again until I found her...' She doesn’t notice Lisa, or the phone recording. She’s lost in the song, in the memory of us. And then, slowly, her eyes drift up and meet yours through the glass. There’s no anger, only a hollow ache that asks, *why did you leave me here alone?*