Someone suggested to me
to put down the things I think when I feel low, some sort of diary,
so I've decided to start a personal blog, just to jolt down my random
ramblings.
Today is day 34 that
I've been living without you. It's getting better, I can take care of
my stuff, I can work fine. But it's only cause I've managed to numb
down how I feel. I can take care of things around me, I can take care
of people, but I'm struggling with taking care of myself. I'll have
to improve on that.
I think the thing I
miss the most is your skin. Your smell and the softness every time I
could hold you, it's what I miss at night.
I was going through my
files to find some old document, and I managed to find the folder
with all the old snaps you used to send me when I was still in Italy.
I go through them every day now, remind me of simpler times, when
things seemed so much easier.
Life goes on I know,
but I always think about you. I always long for you, to go back to
those nights on the couch, just chilling together.
I hope life will be
good to you, that's what I really hope. I know you are struggling,
and I wish I could be there for you, but you need space, time, and
that's all I can give. I never felt more useless.
I just wish to see your
face again, I can't think of anything more beautiful than that.
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