Jul 29, 2018
Yes, I'm doing so much better than I was. But there are still those times every once in a while in which those little things flood back so clearly: running my fingers through your hair ie rubbing your back to put you to sleep, your arms wrapped around my waist asking me to just stay another minute before heading to work. Those things rush in in the middle of the night shrouded in the juxtaposition of love meets loneliness, keeping me up at night wondering when I'll be "over it." But I will, of course. I'll be fine like always as I remind myself that healing, like learning, comes "sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly," and being patient is a necessary evil.
