the process of letting go.

it's been 5 months,
yet you don't stray far from my thoughts.
getting over you feels like a mountainous climb;
all my energy goes to you,
but i have to remind myself that i didn't feel loved
that i didn't feel the warmth of your support.
things needed to come to an end.

my sadness felt like an inconvenience to you.
it's a shame that we got along
so well.
it's even worse to think about the day
you meet someone that is not me.

but still,
i must not dull my needs,
nor think i was weak for needing your affection and support.
i must continue on the path of healing.
unfortunately,
i have to go alone.
i guess this is what growing up entails.

i must imagine my future
with a relationship that gives me life,
a man that will love me so well.

it's difficult to realise that isn't going to be you.