Easy Breathing Baby

2•8•16//6:07pm

It's been one year, one entire year of living without you. Sometimes I still hear your voice, I still see you. The last conversation we had was two weeks ago when you told me you needed me to stop being sad, that it hurt. You told me soon it would be time to go to your grave again, and then you wanted me to say goodbye for good. Because I never said goodbye in the first place and you need me to let go. I have to make peace with you leaving. You told me that you saw Ollie when she came up..You said she was smiling. I can't ever tell if you're really talking to me if you're just a figment  of my imagination. Either way you stopped coming around and I don't know where you went. I miss you, but most days the hurt doesn't bring me to my knees. Most days my chest doesn't ache when I think of you. It's been an entire year of grief, and it's time I let you go.