5:32am
My chest rises and falls slowly as I stare off into my darkened room, little bits of light seeping through the cracks in my long, white curtains.
I roll over and look at what my alarm clock reads. "5:32am".
"UEERGH!" I groan. No sleep all night just thoughts about my long lost love, Frank.
He has to be back again today, he has to be. I miss him so much I feel like I am going insane without him.
I know it was just a stupid little daily exchange of awkward hellos and me purchasing random items just to get close to him, but it was more than what it seems to me. I'm so fucking lonely. I live a life of barely living. Almost as if I am a ghost.
And it makes me feel numb when I am alone. It makes me feel lost because I think I am.
i decide not to do any work today, I work from home anyway. I'm having a sick day today, ha just like Frank.
Instead of being cooped up I decide to go out for a walk, for just some peace of mind. If I stay in here with just my thoughts any longer I think I might end up well...

I take my black coat and put it over the clothes I was still wearing from yesterday, jeans and a plain black f-shirt. I shove my feet into my sneakers and walk out of my apartment door.
As I reach the door of the building to the outside world, I brace myself for the icy cold weather. It appears it has been snowing whilst I stayed inside all night. And I must admit it looks rather beautiful. The ice-capped trees, sway soundly in the chilly wind. I button up my jacket a bit further and stuff my hands into my pockets to feel warmer.
As I walk down the long, trailing pathways, I notice the small mini store opposite and pause, touching my hand against my lip in thought.
Should I? Could I bring myself to?
Frank is the most important thing to me right now, this minute so I wander over to the mini store once again for the check up.
But alas, he is nowhere to be seen, and I look everywhere. And I mean, everywhere.
I look in every isle behind every nook and cranny, he really is just nowhere to be seen.
Not feeling like even bothering being a decent person and buying something, my anxiety takes over and I don't even want any sort of human contact whatsoever unless it's Frank. I hurriedly dart back to my apartment, avoiding other humans as much as possible whilst still looking around every once in a while to see if Frank returns, he doesn't.
I run across the road to the building opposite where my appartment is, not realising that I may be spending a lot more time here than I initially planned, staring out of the window at that little mini store for days and days on end.

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