Getting over someone is such a weird concept...

Slowly as time passes, you’re allowing your brain to forget and to love anew. This person that was your world for so long, the centre of your universe is now separate to you. You live your lives separately for the first time in what feels like a lifetime and you try and forget. At first it’s impossible, it eats you up from the inside, consuming every aspect of your life. It rots away your very existence.

Then a day passes where you haven’t thought about them. You realise that your brain is slowly forgetting what that person was like, what those kisses felt like, how they made you feel. The smell of their hair and their little quirks that would make you smile - but only a little.

Then comes the denouement, the conclusion to it all, a small brief smile when someone approaches you in a bar or chats to you on the bus. You feel something again. You feel something else than the pain and the sadness. You feel a single fluttering butterfly in your stomach. It isn’t the kaleidoscope that you had grown accustomed to, but it feels better than the pain.

You say goodbye to the seemingly endless emptiness and you welcome a small flame. Goodbye winter, until next time I utter the words “I love you” so frivolously and carefree. —

I’m not there yet. I’m still in the first stages. It hurts, it hurts so bad. I’m having a hard time at the moment, life is really getting me down but I’m trying my best. We both still love each other but it’s for the best. I’ve been here before, I’m a lover and I can’t help it. I love and I get hurt, but it’s all worth that beautiful high, that ‘on the top of the world’ feeling and the morning kisses.

Hello winter, we meet again. I’ll wear my coat this time, but not for as long as last time.

Submitted May 22, 2019 at 04:00PM

Slowly as time passes, you’re allowing your brain to forget and to love anew. This person that was your world for so long, the centre of your universe is now separate to you. You live your lives separately for the first time in what feels like a lifetime and you try and forget. At first it’s impossible, it eats you up from the inside, consuming every aspect of your life. It rots away your very existence.Then a day passes where you haven’t thought about them. You realise that your brain is slowly forgetting what that person was like, what those kisses felt like, how they made you feel. The smell of their hair and their little quirks that would make you smile - but only a little.Then comes the denouement, the conclusion to it all, a small brief smile when someone approaches you in a bar or chats to you on the bus. You feel something again. You feel something else than the pain and the sadness. You feel a single fluttering butterfly in your stomach. It isn’t the kaleidoscope that you had grown accustomed to, but it feels better than the pain.You say goodbye to the seemingly endless emptiness and you welcome a small flame. Goodbye winter, until next time I utter the words “I love you” so frivolously and carefree. —I’m not there yet. I’m still in the first stages. It hurts, it hurts so bad. I’m having a hard time at the moment, life is really getting me down but I’m trying my best. We both still love each other but it’s for the best. I’ve been here before, I’m a lover and I can’t help it. I love and I get hurt, but it’s all worth that beautiful high, that ‘on the top of the world’ feeling and the morning kisses.Hello winter, we meet again. I’ll wear my coat this time, but not for as long as last time.