Lovesick

You numbed me to
the normal things I
used to do – like
eating, like drawing,
like seeing my
friends. But now, I
spend day after
day in my stupid
apartment, with
clothes all over the
floor and days-old
food still sitting on
the bench. The
painting you
accidentally left
behind is still
beneath my mattress
where I hid it
after you left.

How long does it take
to heal?