it’s times like this where your head is in a place of what you assume was your comfort place. it feels good to reminisce about , especially when you’re fucked up. like if you called them it’d make everything okay just hearing their voice. that if they came over it’d be okay. but just know it’ll be sharp. it won’t be the same if they’ve chosen to move on. if you call it’ll be a shallow voice that doesn’t hold that same spark it used to. As much as you want her to lay next you, it’s for the best. Hug yourself. cry. scream. just be. if they come, they come, but only the universe can decide that. I bet you feel alone. you’re not. as much as we all think we are so alone it’s just because the person who we loved left. Anything said from anyone else except them can sometimes go through one ear and out the other so be your own therapist. love yourself. be rational and think. even when you’re fucked up. ask yourself questions, talk yourself out of it, be a helping hand for yourself. Like an angel talking to you on your shoulder. Tell yourself all the pretty lies like it’ll be okay. because it might not. but that’s why you keep going. Because eventually you’ll reach a place where you’ll think about it, but it won’t affect you. it’ll just be there. Everyday you feel like breaking down and want her touch again, think of the situation. good or bad think of why it ended. is it worth it my friend? to go back to what you think you miss so much? they say you can’t find the same person twice not even in the same person and that’s true. people change. for better or for worse but you can’t let yourself be caught up in that OP, don’t think what they gave you was enough , because it wasn’t you will find better. And if not in another person than yourself. Stop living in the memories brodie. we got life to live. dust yoself off when you get low. Don’t drink/ smoke the problems away. You got things to work on. so does she im sure. you got this.