Friday, September 12, 2014
1 month since everything happened.
First day I did not lay my eyes on him at all.
Feeling down.
Miss him so much.
Is he posting those song lyrics for me? Like he left those notes for me.
Longing for something so deeply but not being able to have even a sliver of it, is the worst feeling in the world.
Why did I let myself fall in love someone when I knew it always had to end?
Why did I let him become my sole source of happiness, my everything?
Without him I have nothing left but empty memories. Memories of him telling me I was important to him, that he needed me, that he loved me.
I feel myself going through the stages of grief: denial, anger, bargaining (so much), depression, but cannot get out from the last step to acceptance.
First day I did not lay my eyes on him at all.
Feeling down.
Miss him so much.
Is he posting those song lyrics for me? Like he left those notes for me.
Longing for something so deeply but not being able to have even a sliver of it, is the worst feeling in the world.
Why did I let myself fall in love someone when I knew it always had to end?
Why did I let him become my sole source of happiness, my everything?
Without him I have nothing left but empty memories. Memories of him telling me I was important to him, that he needed me, that he loved me.
I feel myself going through the stages of grief: denial, anger, bargaining (so much), depression, but cannot get out from the last step to acceptance.
