Augustus

My head starts to ache soon as I open my eyes like a thousand bull dozers passed over it. Fucking hangover.... Recollecting the events from yesterday makes the condition worse. I rush two tablets of Tylenol into my throat and gulp down the uneasiness that starts settling down. My angel will be gone today. The brightness in my life will soon be replaced by a doleful dark. My heart bleeds like a reprehensible soul craving for her luminescence. I hold my head tight as if it could ease the pain and decide to leave the abode before she absconds.

Buttoning up my crisp blue shirt with a complimentary tie...