I let myself freely grieve over you for three days
I wallowed
I cried
I vented
I reminisced
I got rid of things that reminded me of you
I distracted myself
I ate good food
And
Wore comfy clothes
The time limit I set myself if up...Yet
I can barely stand cleaning my room, showering, eating or putting a dab of makeup on.
You told me I didn't care
That you meant nothing to me
Tell that to the bags under my eyes, to the vodka and bourbon I drank in an effort to wash you away for just a moment
It did for a second
I was free for a good thirty minutes and then it all came crashing back and I poured so much vodka in my drink that my eyes watered
I wanted to vomit and tears begged to be let feee over what was lost
I tried to remind myself why I left and It was hard but everyday I feel a small piece of my heart heal.
I have to love myself and be patient with the process of healing
Just because I left doesn't mean I don't ache
I just didn't feel like with us together we would grow and better ourselves and each other
I wanted to do what was best
I needed too
Even if it hurts
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