Monday-
It still doesn't feel real. It's like a bad dream and I keep thinking I'm going to wake up. But I'm not. You're gone. You left..
Tuesday-
I still can't eat. The hole inside my chest gets bigger with every minute that passes. I dreamt of you last night and now my entire body feels numb.
Wednesday-
They told me I have to get out of the house. So I took a shower and cried because I realized I washed your scent off of me with the layer of skin I scrubbed.
Thursday-
I ate for the first time in 3 days. Just coffee. Is that even considered eating? You hate coffee. And I cried because I thought of you.
Friday-
We had dinner plans for tonight. And my heart skipped a beat when my phone rang at 7:16. I didn't cry when I realized it wasn't you, but I wanted to.
Saturday-
I drove aimlessly for 2 hours today. I ended up at your apartment.. But you weren't there. Where did you go?
Sunday-
All I want to do is call you and fix things. But it's been 7 days since you left me.. And today I know that you are never coming home.
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