I haven't seen him, ever since I woke up.
This is the second day since I woke up and since then, I haven't had from him or seen him. I can see the way the nurses are looking at me whenever they come to check up on me. I obviously asked them two days ago whether they called anyone to let them know I was awake and they said they called him, and he was glad that I was awake.
Since then, every time I see a silhouette on my door, I think its him coming to me, but it turns out its no one. I hate myself for feeling like this. I don't want to cry, I will not cry.
Today I am being discharged and I am yet again met with the question of who is going to come and take me home. I am in New York and I haven't felt like talking to anyone. I have been in denial these last two days, thinking that Trevor is coming to me, and taking me home, or even just talking to me with no show.
