well you’re gone now.
I know technically that’s not true but right now that’s what I feel.
I keep telling everybody that I’m fine and that it’s really not that sad but then I go to bed and I stare at my ceiling and I think of these past months and I want it all still.
I cry a lot. I guess it’s hard because I don’t know anybody here. I feel like I’m so alone. they don’t understand, y’know?
you know what’s funny is that I can’t really talk to anybody at home either because as long (or short) as we were together, nobody knew thanks to summer. so we started together and we ended together and we laughed together and we cried together and all these things that we did together don’t even exist to the outside world. the saddest part is that we don’t even have a real picture together. I mean how ridiculous is that? 3-4 months and not one good picture. it’s really like our relationship never existed.
it’s vanished into thin air.
it started the way it stopped.
and it stopped the way it started.
now, there is nothing.