One year ago, I woke up beside him with our fingers intertwined and watched the sunrise together alongside the beach.
I remember thinking how his lips would feel on mine and how much butterflies I felt when he glanced in my direction, it’s like his smile sent this warmth within me.
Today we’re two strangers.
Someone who was everything to me, and I loved more than myself at times, it was strange to create new memories without him.
I lay down beneath my blankets, and remember how his skin felt against mine while being pressed down on his sheets.
For so long I was emotionally and mentally manipulated that I forgot what life was like without his presence. I became dependent on his approval, and deep voice that reassured me when I felt like I couldn’t do things by myself.
I was learning and I still am.
I don’t gaze at the fireworks in the sky because the spark within me is no longer there, it’s filled with this dull, numbness.
I feel so empty, it’s like he stole the joy from within me.
It’s another hard day of many, and I’m waiting for those few good days to come, eventually.
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