Mon 25

can i just say

that saying goodbye doesn’t seem like it ever gets any better? i wake looking for him. i call out his name, forgetting that he will never be able to answer again. i have huge bags under my eyes because i simply can’t sleep anymore.  i try to keep busy, but no matter what i do, the pain is still there, fresh and raw. and the thing that gets me the most is that my friends act like i should just stop being sad and be happy, just like that.

if only it were that easy…