The starry sky is twinkling again

I woke up to an empty bed, and a note on the pillow next to me.

In case you wake up before I get back,
I went out to get food.
I'll be back soon.
Please don't hurt yourself.

Love,
Brendon

I smile and get up, rubbing my eyes.
I stand up, yawning and stretching. As I'm getting dressed, I hear a door open, then close again.

"Brendon?" I call, walking out of my room, still slipping my shirt on.
"Hey, Spencer! How long have ya been up?"
"A few minutes. Where'd you get food from?" I looked at the bags in his hands, seeing the Sonic logo.
"Sonic!" Brendon said, holding up his hands.
"Cool." I said, sitting down at the table, holding out my hands, pleadingly.
"Come get it yourself, you lazy bum." he laughed.

I pouted and he gave me a burger and a drink. We ate in silence.

"So, uh. I got someone to play bass on the Blink tour. Dallon Weekes. He's pretty good." Brendon said, trying to strike up conversation.
"Awesome." I said, "No guitarist, yet?"
"No. It's so hard to find someone like Ryan."
"We'll find someone, yeah?"
"Yeah."

Brendon laid his head back on the couch and closed his eyes, sighing.

"I need to go, Spence. I'm sure Bogart is hungry." Brendon said.
"Alright. Bye." I said, hugging him.
"Bye." he whispered.

I heard his car leave the drive-way. I felt tears well up in my eyes again.
"It will get better. It will get better." I whispered repeatedly, hugging my knees to my chest and letting tears fall.

I wanted Jon back. I needed him now, more than ever. I was craving his arms around me, whispering to me that it would all be okay, that he was here now.

But he wasn't. He wasn't here, now. I didn't think he ever would be.
As much as I needed him, as much as I craved him, I didn't want him anywhere near me.

I didn't want the man who had broken my heart anywhere near me.

God, I miss Jonathan.