Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I'd never lie
He said "be true", I swear I'll try
In the end, it's him and I
He's out his head, I'm out my mind
We got that love, the crazy kind
I am his and he is mine
In the end, it's him and I, him and I
— G-Eazy, Halsey
T Y L E R
The night turned into morning and before I realized, it was afternoon. I was still sitting on the balcony, waiting for the front door to swing open with Autumn walking in. I knew I've seen her this morning but it felt like weeks instead of merely a few hours.
I shifted in my seat and rested my head. I've drunk a total of five cups of strong black coffee, my eyes were tired and my body wanted to rest. But I couldn't sleep now, not until I made sure she was home. Not until we had a talk. I rubbed both hands over my face and took another drink.
