is probably something that needs some getting used to.
Friday nights were once the highlights of my days, where it would be dinner somewhere with him, and how we would then spend some QT, or be off to the pub to meet his friends...
It's been such a routine that it's just weird for me to sit around within my room on a Friday night, after watching Survivor while coughing over an itchy throat...
The weekends would be just spending time with him, and I really missed those times when we just lay in each other's arms, watching random shows off National Geographic or just random movies while listening to his heavy breathing, or just holding his hand tightly while out shopping... Just having him around, making me laugh over random nonsensical jokes, or us just basically talking about the future ahead of us...
And although it's only the first weekend, I suddenly feel a huge sense of emptiness, where I cannot exactly pin-point what is the issue bothering me now, at this very moment.
All I do know is that I miss him terribly, and I'm still learning to reluctantly accept the fact that the relationship is over...
As I look up in the skies from my window, I do hope he's doing well... ....
Who Ever Loved, That Loved Not at First Sight?
15 years ago

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