I never thought,
That one of,
if not the best,
Feelings in the world,
Would be looking at you,
And feeling absolutely nothing.

I'm not lying when I tell you that without you I'll be okay.
I'll eat three times a day if I feel like it.
I'll laugh at jokes.
Smile at things worthy of my smile.
Sleep.
Wake up.
Go to work.
Earn a living.
Watch a movie every now and then.
Read good books.
Drink great coffee.
Maybe have ***. Or not.

I'll be okay without you.


I'm not lying when I say I'll be okay without you.
I will no longer feel my heart beat a mile a minute.
Or my cheeks turn blood red.
Butterflies in my stomach.
Electricity in my veins.
They will no longer see magic in my eyes,
Or hear the power in my voice,
Or see a spring in my step.
I will not be lying when I tell you that without you I'll be okay,

Okay is not synonymous with fantastic.
Wonderful.
Great.
Enchanted.
Euphoric.
Ecstatic.
Marve­lous.
Brilliant.
Okay is not even close to happy. Or fine.

Okay just means, okay.
And without you...
I promise...
I'll be okay.