September 06, 2019

Dear Diary, am feeling extremely empty n lonely. I've lost alot. It's not just losing a boyfriend/friend of all these years. It's the unspoken plans. The knowledge that ass hole as he could b he would b there at the end of the day. Not even thinking I would b alone. I always believed he would b there. It's so much, its hearing him cough in the other room, his side of the bed being messy, that extra glass in the kitchen. Knowing I had to get this or that done by a certain time because he would b coming or going. Everything had a time, place n a way of doing it. It had a purpose. Now there is no purpose in anything. Everything means nothing. Or nothing means everything...