Trudging into the bathroom, I flick the switch. The light is dim yet it still blinds my weary eyes, adding to the miserable feeling that I woke with. Another dream. Her. Steadying myself against the cool ceramic sink, eyes blurry, still exhausted, I try to focus on the figure in the mirror. Heartbreak is written with a single tear sliding down my cheek. When my eyes close I see hers,
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