I’ve written so many letters, messages ever since you walked out of my life.
I’ve had sleepless nights, there are days that I had to go through without enough sleep (or sometimes without any sleep).

Millions of unanswered questions running through my head, endless waves of confusion.
How easy it was for you to leave me without any explanations.
Remember when I said that I was afraid of losing you? I still am.

I craved for your presence, confined myself in my own little space, my own little bubble. Didn’t let anyone in for I don’t want to admit to myself that you’re gone, that the space is now empty.

But then again, I realized something. I realized that this will all pass. And there will come a time that I won’t be missing you as much and I’m finally able to look at you and feel nothing anymore.