Dear Simon | miniminter [COMPLETED]

twenty| moving on

SIMON

It's been two months since Daisy left and things are finally starting to settle down since then. It started off hectic, trying to help Libby find a new roommate, clearing out the rest of Daisy's old unwanted stuff that I said I'd take care of.

But now, it's quiet, without Daisy's overly dramatic but optimistic presence in the house, it feels almost empty.

JJ took it the worst out of all of us, I think it was because she was like a sister to him— and you know how JJ gets when someone leaves him.

After Daisy left, and I saw her off at the airport that afternoon late August, JJ sat with me in the car in silence. I tried to speak to him, lighten up the mood but he said nothing, not a word until we got home and all he said was, "I'm going to my room."

I guess I was fortunate enough to spend the most time with her, she was my girlfriend and after all the shit we went through, we deserved to spend time together. Alone.

Saying that she was my girlfriend feels strange, like we've broken up and don't have feelings for each other when that's the complete opposite of the case.

At least on my part for sure.

From the minute Daisy was out of my sight at the airport to the very second Daisy landed in Australia, we texted back and forth, she continuously updated me on what was going on.

As I sat at my desk in my room, I looked to my computer screen of me and Daisy. We were standing side by side in the picture, Daisy was beaming up at me.

I was looking down at her with a small smile on my face, my eyes solely focused on her in that very moment.

My heart hurt, I could feel it clench slightly inside my chest. She'd barely been gone and I'd promised to move on but I just couldn't not feel the pain of her absence.

Sometimes my mind took me back to the moment she let out the truth. I had wondered if she had ever hesitated and thought about staying.

I was also disappointed in myself, that I hadn't spotted her acting different more recently.

We'd been so close for so long that it should've been easy for me to recognize that something was up with Daisy.

My eyes flicked back to the dimming screen, I wiggled the cursor to bring light back to the screen.

I looked closely at the photo, my hand hung loosely around Daisy's waist. Her arm reaching up to cup my face.

We kissed after the picture was taken. We were hanging about at the airport and asked a passing couple to take our picture.

It was the start to a great final holiday; one that went much better than the last one we went on alone.

We didn't have to end this one early, in fact, we would stayed longer had Daisy not have to get ready to pack for Australia.

From start to finish, Daisy had a huge smile on her face. It could've been the fact that she was getting to see her favourite team play abroad and meet them or if it was that I'd taken the news that she was leaving me pretty well.

But that's what she thought.

The entire holiday was hard for me to enjoy, knowing that she was leaving us behind. I did have fun, being with her for the last time but the fact that we were probably going to do these things for the last time held a heavy cloud over my head.