Something I wrote today when I missed my ex gf
Something I wrote today when I missed my ex gf
Cunning, baffling and powerful:
Suddenly she appears to be everywhere. In every thought and place I wander, I am reminded of her.
A day that dawned with optimism suddenly feels empty. The sensation overtakes me. My mind races and my body screams for a quick fix.
And then, as I observe my reflection in a mirror, I behold the traces of the year past. A corporeal exhibit of slowly passing malady, of expurgation.
My vociferous mind comes to silence as I tell it to focus and stay on target.
I return to my abode, take a deep breath and put on a kettle for a mug of the other British national drink
Suddenly she appears to be everywhere. In every thought and place I wander, I am reminded of her.
A day that dawned with optimism suddenly feels empty. The sensation overtakes me. My mind races and my body screams for a quick fix.
And then, as I observe my reflection in a mirror, I behold the traces of the year past. A corporeal exhibit of slowly passing malady, of expurgation.
My vociferous mind comes to silence as I tell it to focus and stay on target.
I return to my abode, take a deep breath and put on a kettle for a mug of the other British national drink
To clarify, she is not my ex because of my drinking.
I had to let her go just like I had to let go of the booze. She is not a bad person at all. But she certainly was not good for me. Today I just missed the nice moments... just like we sometimes miss the "good moments" with alcohol but know it's better not to indulge
I had to let her go just like I had to let go of the booze. She is not a bad person at all. But she certainly was not good for me. Today I just missed the nice moments... just like we sometimes miss the "good moments" with alcohol but know it's better not to indulge
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