I lost my best friend.
8 years, 3 children, the house, the car. All of it. All i am left with is my babies, and the house that feels haunted with his memories.
He didnt die, no. He left. Hes gone. And the grief is so strong its like he really did die. Its like looking at a ghost, i cannot hold him, i do not get to wake up next to him anymore, i cant sit at the dining room table anymore because he is not there.
The heart aches. Oh, the heartache is so bad. So strong. Sometimes i cry and can't make noise, i cant breathe. Some nights after the kids go to bed, i sit in the kitchen, and it feels like my chest will cave in. Nobody to hold me back together. He's gone.
The mornings are the worst. I hear the kids, and i wish he was here to smile at me again while we both prepare ourselves. And now im alone. So i get up, puffy eyes from crying myself to sleep. I dont want to get up. I dont want to face another day without him. But the kids need breakfast, the baby needs a diaper change, and the older two need to go to school.
I cant look at myself in the mirror, i cant look into my own eyes. I brush my teeth, whats the point. I wash my face, theres a new stress pimple. My hair hasnt been washed or brushed in what feels like forever. I dont care.
Hes gone.
Im broken.
I will never love again.
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“You are, and always have been, my dream”
— Nicholas Sparks via - (hatin)
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I cut ties today. I cut them and then burned the bridge. And my heart aches but i know ill be fine. Im not going allow myself to miss someone who never chose me. Im a fucking goddess.
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If you're reading this i love you and i hope you had a great day xo
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He's constantly boosting me up. Making me feel so beautiful. Making me feel like I'm the only girl in the world.
Fuck, i love him. More than he will ever know. More than i ever would like.
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“Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering”
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