One month.

August 05, 2013

You're no longer the first person I think of when I wake up.
I no longer cry whenever I see your name/picture appear.
I don't find the need to keep myself updated with your life by stalking you anymore.

I can't believe that it has already been a month.
One month passed just like that.
One month without you.
Without your texts.
Without your loving gaze.
Without your cheeky smile.
Without your warm hug.
Without your scent.
Without me playing with your hair.
Without you caring for me.

Maybe I can live with this.
Maybe I can live without you.

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