Wanker

From fireworks at New Year, to cold feet, to the heaviest heart I’ve ever felt in my chest.
From hours of sleepy Facetimes, to soul shaking sex, to being alone in my bed again.
From surprise gifts, long weekends and promises of the future to an endless stream of tears.
From cooking dinners for each other, joint showers and runs, to sitting here tackling a bottle of whiskey alone.

What a wanker.