On the days when you wake up with loneliness slowly taking up every inch of your bones - drowning you with its thick, never ending swirl of blackness. When you get up and the room spins with his name and his smell and all the dreams you had. When your find yourself sitting on the kitchen floor with tears that cannot quite fall, and the numbness sitting on your chest like an elephant, don't call him.
Don't go back.
I know you want to. I know you think you can change him and heal him and make all this pain and misery go away. You think if you can just love a little better, a little harder, a little deeper, maybe he'll love you back the way you long for. But you must be brave. You must stay gone. Cry as hard as you need to. Scream as loud or be as silent as the pain leads you. But do not call. Do not go back.
You must push through even though you feel you are dying. You feel you will never smile again. You must be a simple, still, strong warrior and not go back. Because someday, a day that currently feels too far away - but is coming none-the-less, you will find a love that doesn't leave your bones so lonely. •• - 0 seconds