emptiness

no one talks about how your muscles will ache and you will feel like you got hit by a train. no one talks about how you will wake up at 2 or 3 in the morning because you can’t stop crying in your sleep. no one talks about how empty and numb you’ll feel the first week and how you just want to curl up in a ball and hide forever. it’s day 5 and I still get anxious just driving out of state now. I pass your exit and my heart sinks to my stomach. I still love you and you read it at 3:30p on a Tuesday. eventually the emptiness will pass but for now it’s making its home.

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