In the mind of a girl (Diary) #Wattys2016

Heartbreak

I'd love to say it gets easier. But it really doesn't.
I'd love to say it happens in stages until you get over it. It doesn't.
I'd love to say you don't think about them everyday. You do.
I'd love to say you don't look at your phone, hoping they've sent you a text. You do.
I'd love to say you don't read something or see something that reminds you of them. You do.
I'd love to say, you don't want to tell them everything that happens to you. You do.
I'd love to say, you don't sit in the middle of your room, smelling one of his shirts you found. You do.
I'd love to say you don't roll over in bed, to want to feel there touch. Snuggle up to them. You do.
I'd love to say you don't dream about them. You do...Every night.
I'd love to say you don't miss their voice, their smile, their blue eyes, the way they fit against your body or the way they laugh. You do...allot.
I'd love to say you don't think about watching movies with them, playing cards with them, going to hotels and meals together and traveling together. You really do.
I'd love to say you don't feel amazing one minute and then it hits you like a truck. The heartbreak pain in unimaginable. You feel it
I'd love to say you will forget them and it won't hurt anymore. You won't miss them. You'll never want to kiss them, or see them look at you in the loving way they always did. You won't forget. You will never stop missing...You will never stop hoping.

Heartbreak sucks!