This time, I wrote the alphabet down the side of my page and forced myself to fill in the words in alphabetical order.
after all we’ve
cancelling us the way you
even if i’d had the faintest hint it was coming it still would’ve
get up, it’s been months now
he’s moving on
isn’t it about time you do the same?
just the next right step, one foot in front of the other
kick and scream and resist if you must but what about
letting it wash over you like a wave?
more like a storm
no, a tsunami
please let yourself cry, even if it is just
quietly into your pillow after dark, don’t
run the risk of being heard
start small and
unconditional love exists
validating and unwavering
when, maybe, you stop putting
x‘s at the end of your messages to him, and reserve them for
yourself instead. this is where we begin again at