It's been one week and two days, it's true when they say "it will hurt until it doesn't", and although I still have a swollen ache in my chest I know that I can move on with my life. But there's a part of me I can't feel anymore, I don't know if I lost my fear for many things or its my body wanting to be freed of the shackles of liberation by the laws of life. My body wanting freedom. But I lost something when I lost you, and I can't tell if it's good or bad.