After our conversation last night, I woke up today feeling as though I hadn't slept at all. You know that feeling of complete emptiness when you lose the one your love? That numb sensation as you lay in bed, peering out the window with the music on just to drown your thoughts. I thought of you, every single minute of today. I created a playlist Just to block my emotions today, but the moment the music stopped I cried.
I don't smoke, Yet I bought a pack of cigarettes today- the ones you first smoked: Winston light. I won't open it, I will though- if you tell me, after these excruciating 21 days, that I should find someone else. But you won't ever know that.
The only way I'm surviving now is by having faith in our love (as you told me once haha). And by having faith that maybe you're different. I'm not as strong as you think and I've been weared down by love and I honestly thought that you were the one. so please. Don't leave
So update, he did leave me. Haha. But the thing is I can't even bring myself to open that packet of cigarettes because it reminds me of him. How stupid right. How stupid.