THE HARDEST PART OF A BREAK UP ARE

Changing ‘baby’ on my phone back to your real name

Hearing certain songs that remind me of you

Changing ‘in a relationship’ back to single

Looking through old memories

Hearing your name

Not getting goodmorning texts from you

No more late night conversations

Having someone to call mine

No more ‘I love you more’ fights

Telling people what happened -___-

Trying to forget and let go.

A year without rain

I spend my mondays wondering where did I go wrong. Tuesdays wishing that I could turn back time. Wednesdays hoping that you’ll come back to me. Thursdays realizing all the shits you’ve put me through. Fridays being mad and cursing you. Saturdays pretending that everythings okay & it’s time to move on. Sundays breaking down because it is IMPOSSIBLE to live without you. && Then, it’s monday all over again.