Your best friend will tell you that there are plenty of fish in the sea, and you will not be able to tell her that all you can think of is that your colleague smells like him, and that your teacher has the same scar on her forehead as he does
You will cry yourself to sleep for weeks or for months, and you will wake up waiting for a good morning text from him, but that is not happening and that is okay
You will want to vomit each and every time you read his last message but you will let yourself grieve
You will look for getaways but you must not, listen to his favorite song over and over again until you forget how badly but with so much love he sang his favorite part
You will read things that will remind you of him, he will not call you at 12am on your birthday and there will be days when you want nothing but to lean on his shoulder
You will wait and wait for him until you don’t, you will wake up one day and realize that this is the first time he crosses your mind in a week and it will not feel as good as you thought it would
You will heal, and you will stop denying that he is in love with a new girl, you will see a picture of her and you will agree with your friends that she is beautiful
You will heal and hearing his name will not let the butterflies in your stomach go insane
You will heal and you will guarantee yourself that there are plenty of fish in the sea
-Duna. M
















