Life without you, it was hard, painful, full of tears and agony... It was probably the worst thing to happen in my life. It wasn't normal to be without you, to not have you to talk to, not to have you in my arms, I wanting to watch you walk down that aisle, towards me and I wanted those two words to come out of your mouth but now, now that will happen with someone else. Someone else will get to feel your lips on theirs, someone else will get to have your hugs and your love. It's not fucking fair.
After January, after everything that happened to me and to you, to us.... after we were done, over, never to be had again, I wanted to rip my skin open and crawl out of it, become another person and get you back, I never wanted to treat you like I had, but I was bad. After we were through it got worse, drinking, taking pills, doing drugs.... all of the above were now a part of my life. I had no other way to cope with the loss of love in my life. I got angry and started to not care about what happened to me or to you or anyone for that matter, I was hurting people when really all I needed was you.
January was the worst month of my life, i started cutting, getting drunk, lying, sometimes i would just drive though, not knowing where to go... just to get away and not think more a minute but nothing was helping, nothing at all and then February came....
YOU ARE READING
Life After Her
Non-FictionMy life after you, if you do end up reading this know that i'm sorry and i wish things would have worked... i love you.
