how to recover from a break up 2
i found songs that you used to listen to, played them on the radio every morning on my way to work, every time i am heading home. when i glanced at the traffic lights i wished for red to stop me longer. so that i can listen to the songs again.
got home. i did my dishes quietly in the kitchen, humming your songs in my head, letting out a huge sigh.
then the songs got hummed again.
then i placed the dishes to dry and continued humming your song. again.
i sat down quietly and switched the tv, saw your face again in that handsome actor. shook my head and heaved a big sigh.
i can’t remember how i got to this point. i thought i was recovering but i am not.
still thinking of you but i have got no numbers to dial and no one to speak to.
i…
i don’t think i’ll ever recover…
i’ll just live.











