Reading back on the days you were away on your honeymoon, it seemed like I survived not talking to you for a few days on our chat history, but reading back everything makes me relive the heart-wrenching pain I felt every waking hour then. My heart feels like it's being shredded piece by piece all over again, no, maybe it feels more like someone grabbed my heart forcefully and squeezed every heartbeat out of me, the tears naturally streaming like on default, the way it did back then.

Maybe I've just been numbing the pain all these while, maybe I've been hiding my hurt far too long and deeper than I ever intended to. Now they're all coming back to haunt me.


Serves. You. Right.