so how does one deal with break-ups?
i can’t even handle one properly, and i’m pretty sure i’m doing it wrong. i am able to forget the minute i step outside my house but when i rest my body against my bed, everything crashes down. and when i close my eyes; my mind roams everywhere, searching for solace. love. warmth. whatever that is. but only tears will follow. nothing else. and one day, i believe that i will be content with my own self. this shall ease off, elisa. breathe in, breathe out.
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