Today’s the 31rst of March.
We split some time ago, 2 months ago to be exact. I still think of you the same way I did the first week we dated. It doesn’t feel like home anymore, nothing does. Days on days, I feel like a zombie. We are still in touch but it isn’t the same. Most days when I get the urge to call, I stop myself and tell myself that you’re not mine anymore. Tomorrow’s Easter, the first one in a couple years without you. I think I will forever miss you, tomorrow, next week, next year. You were the love of my life, and will continue to be for a certain period of time. I won’t waste time longing over you in public, nor even in private. All in my head. All alone. I’ve turned to a website that i’ve long discarded from my life, to help cope with this terrible feeling, without you.
Today isn’t the first day thats been the 31st yet, it’s the 3rd one without you.