Day 6: keeping busy

5201 days. 87 days. 5 days.

If I stop to think about you, I can’t breathe.

I try to remind myself that it’s okay to miss you and still keep moving forward. However, convincing my head is far easier than convincing my heart.

So instead, I focus on work, on school, on Dad. On anything but the empty hole that still rests in my chest. Some days are better than others. Today isn’t one of them.

I still miss you, but I’m keeping busy, if you can spare it, could you send my heart back, it’ll always be yours… but I think I need it if I’m ever going to find a way to move beyond this state.