I just realized last night that it has not been a month yet since we broke up. And yet, I can't even remember your voice anymore. How does she sound like again, I asked. And it dawned on me, I don't know anymore. There is this feeling of I want to remember, I can't forget your voice, not just yet. But I did, I forgot your voice.

Even your face seems so blurry already. I have to think real hard just to get a glimpse of it in my mind. But there is a part of me that knows I should not resist it. And it is hard, it is sad, and quite devastating. But I have to go through this in order to soon forget what we had and what we used to be.

Today was extra heavy, I guess. Other days were just fine but not today.

I wish I will be okay even when I remember us having a past sooner or later. I am excited to meet the healed version of me. I hope he/she is doing way better and I hope I moved on by then.

To you, good luck with life and with your decisions. I don't wish you the best because that would mean I am willing to be hurt. And I am not anymore, I am not okay with that again. So be happy, I guess. I just don't want to know anymore.