on march 8th, we broke up.
on march 9th, we said goodbye for the last time.
on march 18th, i went home and i remembered how strange it felt to be sleeping in my bed without you.
on march 28th, i missed you so much that i couldn’t breathe.
on april 9th, i hoped that you weren’t as broken as i was.
on april 15th, i listened to our playlist and every song brought back a memory of when things were simpler and we had each other.
on may 17th, i wondered how i could have lost feelings for the only thing that has ever made me feel alive.
on may 21st, i left. i couldn’t keep waiting for you.
on may 27th, i kissed someone else and missed the way you used to kiss me and how your hands would hold me.
on june 6th, i kept drinking and thinking about you. i need to stop doing that, it’s not healthy.
on june 13th, i forgot what kissing you felt like.
on august 19th, i felt broken without you. you weren’t coming back but i couldn't stop wishing you would. i needed to let go of you.
on september 13th, i wondered if you had wanted to text me.
on october 21st, i wanted to text you happy birthday and tell you how much i missed you.
on december 9, i no longer could hear your laugh and i don’t think i ever will hear it again.
on december 15th, i came home again and my first thought wasn’t you. it think it's time to finally let you go and move on.