Living Through Heartbreak πŸ’”

It’s funny how I keep hoping that this is all a dream.

That you haven’t left.

That I’ll roll over and you’ll be snoring beside me.
I used to wake up and run my hands through your hair.

Now, when I wake up, I have to remind myself that you aren’t there.

Imagine the difficulty.
One day, I’ll be better.

One day, the sound of your voice won’t be like a thousand knives in my heart.

One day I won’t miss you anymore.
Until that day, I’m just here.

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