Flashes of masculinity
He was gone. He left not because of a natural course of action, but because she actually asked him to. She tried to play safe and say that she was ok.
She’s always saying that she misses him, saying that it’ll pass and nothing will be as painful as before. It’s not, of course it's definitely not the same thing but it sort of feels like it.
The love she felt, that feeling is slowly burning and choking her at night. It really, literally burns like melting wax. He’s caressing her dreams and invading her reality.
Once she called him hers but she was never quite sure if he really was at all.