wearefragmented

I have been living in England for quite some time now, and sometimes I really miss my home, Berlin. I will be going there in August, after over a year, so I am quite excited to see friends and family again,

I am lying on the sofa, my once steaming cup of coffee long forgotten and evaporating into nothingness. I stare at the screen and try my hardest not to cry. I am devastated. How the fuck does one write