Empty

 Empty.That's how she felt. She walked into the bar in the hope of finding someone to hold her. A couple of drinks later she was dancing with a stranger. A lot more drinks later and she found herself back in her apartment with the stranger's hands all over her. He was tipsier than she was,not quite able to work his way around her skirt and bra. She helped him through it and soon they were on her bed,clothes all over the floor. A couple of minuttes later he was done,a second later he was snoring away by her side.

 He tiptoed out of the apartment first thing in the morning. She found herself in the kitchen table,held her knees close to her,rocked back and forth. Empty. That's how she felt.

                                                                                                                                     Written by Ms Paragon