i told myself not to leave another one of these cause it would just send me through an unnecessary spiral but here we are i suppose. it’s been almost 2 weeks and i wish it would get easier but you’re still the first thing on my mind when i wake up and the last thing on my mind before i fall asleep. i keep holding onto little things, hoping that they’re a sign but i know that if we were meant to work out, we would’ve. even talking to other people doesn’t work because i keep comparing them to you. i just wish everything was different and it was easier to just forget we ever happened, but a small part of me doesn’t want to erase you. i hope you’re doing well lovey.