Today was better...I guess...if thats what it would be called.
I didn't actually feel a thing. Nothing phased me.
She still ran through my mind every other thought.
Everything reminds me of her. Her face, her smile, her scent. Everything is still her.
But I don't cry, I don't frown. I'm numb.
I never knew that emotional numbness could turn into physical numbness. My friend Marcus accidently elbowed me in the cheek today and I didn't feel it. I have a bruise, but I didn't feel it.
I went out and had a lovely dinner with my friends. Even though it was lovely, it didn't take my mind off of her. Nothing seems to.
I find one thing that reminds me of her everywhere.
My friend wore a red dress. Red is her favorite color.
Our waitress's name was Marie. Marie is her middle name.
Theres always something there to remind me of her.
I want it to go away.