Grief isn't something that you think could dream of. It's almost been a year. Every time I wake up I want to call her text or just get one more hug. When we last said goodbye I didn't think it was the last. Now I look back on the memories. I just see someone faceless. But I guess you expected that I never really had a good memory. The last time I saw you face to face was before I moved we said we would meet up next month but when you never texted me I thought want to talk to me when I gathered up all of the courage to finally text I had to hear it from your husband that you were dead. When I saw that text broke down in tears. I swear I never cried that much in my life. In that moment my heart broke into million little pieces. You were the only person who truly understood. The only one I could talk to about my problems. Even just hearing your name makes me break down and cry. It took what 5 10 minutes for anyone to notice my cries for you to leave me in this lonely world. Right then and I needed someone to comfort me. I still cannot believe you're gone and now I'm just living day by day one moment at time waiting for you to come through that door and say you were just kidding that you were really alive.
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Mental health
PoesíaWhere I explain my mental health problems I will still be adding more This is just a journal for bottled up feelings
