She walked down the streets, while analysing her feelings. Months, she thought. It had been months and it still felt like she was just going through the first week. Was he still thinking about her? Did he miss her smell, their tight hug? She remembered when they used to laugh together in the car, or when they played under the duvet. She turned around. Wishing didn't bring people closer, and she figured that was the way she would be for a long time... alone.
