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The Break Up

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I just realized how gloomy my room looks.It just synchronized with my mood,today had started out well but somewhere along the line it happened, a break up had definitely not been on my agenda. The yam i fried now tastes like sand in my mouth as I look around my room with tear sodden eyes and clothes.Grey curtains and brown paint suddenly  made my room look like a zombie meeting point and I begin to imagine  what life would be like as a zombie. No feelings or emotions just the thirst for human blood. I'd just eat my mother and not even flinch...the thought of it makes me shudder as i shake myself back  to  reality.There are better ways to deal with break-ups i think, like watching a movie that makes you cry so you can tell yourself the reason you're crying is cause of the movie and not him. Well,guess i now have to stick to the old routines of single-hood.
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