It’s fucking torture being here without you. Everyone else seems to move on like it’s normal but how do I ever accept this? I can’t lie to myself. It isn’t getting easier. It’s just worse with time and somehow we have to just keep going with a whole bunch of new pain on top of old. It’s just a sick joke. I wish there was a phone we could pick up and just check in. Hearts broken and it’ll never heal, just fuse over the breaks for its own survival. I hate it here, you made it bearable.