And I Miss You So…
It’s been almost 2 weeks. I’m learning to survive on my own. Sometimes, it gets a little emotional. I’m a wreck at first. It was a roller coaster ride. But I’ve improved. I’m not afraid of the nights anymore. I drown myself with work. I just want to pass out and never wake up until he’s back again.
I appreciate you guys trying to help me out. Asking me out and so forth. But being around you guys didn’t make loneliness vanish into thin air. Even I’m with you guys, having fun, joking around, I still think, "How I wish he was here to laugh with me".
Would I be able to do it again? Can I let go again? Would there be a relapse? I dread the day when he has to go again. Can I just give myself a pat on the shoulder and say, "You did it the last time, why not this?"
Could I???
