it's hard waking up without seeing your name come up on my phone. it's hard going to sleep without hearing a goodbye in your whispering voice over our usual call.
finding comfort is hard because the only places left to look for comfort is the ice-cream section in any shop or my big teddy bear soaked with my tears.
my honeycomb ice-cream tastes like salted caramel because of the tears dripping into it.
hugging the teddy bear is missing the actual presence of a warm body hugging me back.
it's hard to do anything without being reminded of you.
coping with the fact that you're not in my life isn't easy but it doesn't hurt as much as it used to.
it's just a numb and empty hole that even my ice-cream couldn't fill.
