It's not the initial shock and sadness,
it's not the months of forcing yourself
to go through the motions until you feel normal again.
It's not the dividing of the things
or the moving out of your shared space.
It's the inside jokes you'll never get to laugh at again.
The jokes that don't even register in your mind
until someone else says the setup phrase
and you automatically reply,
getting only a confused look from them.
Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 7:06 AM UTC
It's not the initial shock and sadness,
it's not the months of forcing yourself
to go through the motions until you feel normal again.
It's not the dividing of the things
or the moving out of your shared space.
It's the inside jokes you'll never get to laugh at again.
The jokes that don't even register in your mind
until someone else says the setup phrase
and you automatically reply,
getting only a confused look from them.
