Maybe I'm doing okay. Maybe I'm learning how to breathe again. Maybe I going to be fine. All these thoughts of good things until *BAM* a memory hits me like a tidal wave, making me nauseous as the wave rolls over me and causing me to drown again. I can't wake up without a memory of you or be doing something that I enjoy because you always said I looked the most beautiful when I had the world's biggest smile on my face. I'm crawling my way out, only to be hit back down by memories of you and I. Happy together. Peace in my world. Everything okay. It's been less than a month since we broke up and I'm still washing your touch off my skin where your hand laid to rest on my hip, still scrubbing away the taste of you from my lips and trying so hard to clean you out of my mind. I'm still struggling to be okay again.
-Eventually.....It takes time.
Written By: BistyC
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