Day 4 (13/11/13)

Dear Diary

i hear his voice everyday but that is not enough

I don’t care to eat like I use to – like when I cared to make sauces

No now i’ll just have a snack

A tasteless snack, because that is how life is without him

—-tasteless—

I’m surviving on his memories, on his scent

I have not washed his T-shirt because holding it feels like he is holding me

Traces of him still on my sheets so why wash those either?

Dear Diary it is day 4 and i am going crazy

 

—-bright eyes—-

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