You'll know it's starting to hit different when I go and open my tumblr account. This is the only outlet that makes me feel and spill things that I have kept running from. I may still be in the process but I'm getting there.
I'm still not sure that, if the time comes and we would be put in the same room with our common friends, I could talk to you like nothing happened, like we're okay (at least in front of our friends to not make things awkward). I don't think I can even look at you at all (not without sadness in my eyes).
9:42 pm Funny how I used to think that I'd rather be hurt and still have you than be in this pain and lose you. Guess all it ever did was to make me lose myself instead.