My first weekend not having him around me and I’m not going to lie… it was difficult. I didnt even realize it at first. Going about my Saturday with my friends, having a good time. But something just felt off. I couldnt figure it out, wasnt sure why I didn’t feel like myself.
And then around 9pm I realized… I was missing him. As tears streamed down my face I realized I was sad and I was back to being alone and single. To be close with someone for months, then in one second for them to be gone, out of your life and across the country is difficult. No one should have to go through that. It wasn’t fair for him to be that close to me and then just leave the way he did. I knew it was coming… but the emptiness I wasn’t expecting.
I’ll be fine… I’m not worried. My mom told me to focus on the bad parts about him and stop only thinking of the good and she is absolutely right. So I’m going to try my best to do that… and move on.


