I finally got this weird feeling; a feeling of not caring anymore.
Even if I wanted to…it just didn’t exist anymore.
Maybe I have become numb.
It’s been two years, and here I am looking back at the days that I thought I couldn’t survive.
Days where every breath that I took felt like something heavy was crushing my heart, along with my soul.
Everytime I looked at myself, I questioned who I had become and what I was becoming.
It was painful, hell it was so painful. Looking at myself became painful.
With everytime of me looking back, there’s a hard pill to swallow…
You were not there anymore and idk what I expected from you maybe it was too much, or maybe it wasn’t maybe you did care, maybe you didn’t or …maybe I was just stupid and naive,
What matters now is that I’m here, despite it all. Two years ago I thought I couldn’t live with this loss;
But then again… it’s been two damn years…and me, my dear, I’ve unlearned, relearned and I am surviving, gratefully w/o you:)