It has only been a week, and yet it seems longer than that. I know that I shouldn't make a big fuss about it; but at times it cannot be helped. To be completely honest, it's been tough, and I'm trying my best not to miss her - to no avail, I do.
I decided to keep my mind "busy" and filled with things. Not that I don't want to think about her, it's just that thinking of her makes me miss her, and missing her is tough - because there is nothing I can do, but wait.
I decided to hit the gym once again. Based on experience such an endeavor has always been good to me, always. It keeps me focused, keeps me disciplined, and more importantly, it gives me something to do, instead of spending my days missing you.
Oh, did I say that I miss her?
5 years ago
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