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November 30th

As you've previously read, I dealt with your absence pretty terribly. I harbored all my feelings inside, drank the nights away, and cried hysterically every day.

At one point, I even compared drowning to missing you, which now that I rethink about it was actually an accurate representation of how I felt.

Picture spending everyday with someone, falling madly in love, proposing, and then having that person leave you for someone else. Its almost as if when that person leaves, they take your air source with them; it's like learning how to breathe.

So, really, as dramatic as it seemed, missing you did feel like drowning. I felt I was underwater, no one around to rescue me from sinking deeper into the abyss. But there will be a time, I promise you, Dani, where I'm gonna stop missing you and be able to swim up to the surface.

I'll find my own air source.

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