Tonight I went home (my old apartment) to get the rest of my stuff. Never did it hurt so bad. Not even the actual packing and moving process...
Everything was changed and not a hint of me was left. The bedroom, kitchen, living room, nothing left the same, and not even a picture that we placed upon the walls together made it through the change. It was familiar, yet so foreign and the combination was too much for me to bear. I didn't last 5 minutes there. I guess this is what grief is.
I guess this is what it's like to have a broken heart.
I guess this is what it's like to finally be free.
I guess this is what it's like to finally forge out on my own and stand on my own two feet for the first time.
Everything was changed and not a hint of me was left. The bedroom, kitchen, living room, nothing left the same, and not even a picture that we placed upon the walls together made it through the change. It was familiar, yet so foreign and the combination was too much for me to bear. I didn't last 5 minutes there. I guess this is what grief is.
I guess this is what it's like to have a broken heart.
I guess this is what it's like to finally be free.
I guess this is what it's like to finally forge out on my own and stand on my own two feet for the first time.
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SGSF is doing a trip to SC soon, you should come hang if you're free. Hope things are getting easier for you. xoxo