Since You Left.

It's been 1 day since you left.

Nothing changed. The world is still spinning and people are going about their lives as usual. When will the numbing pit go away? I'm getting tired of the forced comforting while they take pity on me. It's always the same “It will get better with time” or  “I'm sorry for your loss”. Why should they be sorry? They didn't take you away from me…

It's been 1 week since you left.

I'm back at school now and all I see are the apologetic smiles everywhere I look.  I stopped trying to fall asleep. There's just no point, I just lay there until my body physically can't anymore. People are frustrated with me for not listening to them. Why should I listen? Their words can’t bring you back. 

It's been 1 month since you left. 

I'm seeing a therapist two times a week. Every time I sit down on the cracked leather seat, she asks “Has your anxiety improved at all?”  How am I supposed to feel better when you were the only person in my life that made me feel safe and protected?

It's been 1 year since you left. 

The world is still spinning and people are going about their lives as usual. But somehow, everything has changed. I no longer feel a surge of nausea every time someone mentions your name. My therapist is pleased with all the progress I'm making and I'm changing schools next year. Mom thinks it’s for the best. 

I can no longer remember the aroma of your room or the sound of your voice but I know that I still miss them deeply.

While the thought of you still brings tears to my eyes. I've learned that all things must pass and although you did leave me, the loss isn't quite as strong as it used to be.