{ 10 weeks }

10 weeks.

It feels like it's been forever; yet only like yesterday.

10 weeks of pain, hurt, questions, confusion, loss.

I thought it would be easier by now. I thought the pain wouldn't be as deep. That I would be starting to create a life without him.

But I want him now more then I did 10 weeks ago.  

I saw him today, and all I wanted to do was go up and talk with him.  See his smile.  Have him tell me this is all a misunderstanding.  That we can work things out.  Make things work. 


Because I'll be honest: I still think he's the most handsomest of guys; his smile makes me giddy, and I miss feeling at home and at peace with him.