I don’t hate you and I don’t miss you anymore, everything got easier the day that you left but some mornings I can still hear you singing in the shower, your laugh still rings in my ears and every so often I wake up and feel like you’re still next to me before I open my eyes. I’m moving because your presence still echoes in that shitty apartment and all I want is silence. Don’t ever find your way back to me. Xoxo