I have successfully (if that is what you can call it) made it over 24 hours now without contacting Him in any way.
And He has been successful in not reaching out to me either. But then again He never did seem to have a problem with staying away, especially when He was doing the wrong shit.
But for me it has been a constant struggle with myself to put the phone down, delete the text or email, basically every second of the day. I’m practically sitting on my hands over here to not reach out to Him, begging for this pain to end.
And it is so fucking exhausting.
I’m sure, no I’m positive there will come a time when I’m not counting the hours since we last spoke… but now is not that time.
Now is the time for the memories to hit you so hard you lose your breath. Or the thought of forever with no more Him drops you to your knees,literally.
I’ll survive. I always do. Doesn’t make this any easier at all.
I kinda always felt like I was the one actively doing the ‘keeping in touch daily’ thing and if I stopped so would He… now I know that I was right. Hurts just as bad tho.
And nothing stops the Neverending list of what if’s and questions running through my mind.
Even my dreams are haunted with terrible endings of Him and I..