eloped

i thought i would be more heart broken when i found out that _____ was emailing you-know-who the whole time behind my back, failing to mention me even once in passing. it is a fearful anxiety that blankets your lungs, making it hard to breathe and even harder to think, when you realize that love, or what you thought was love, didn't really exist. the person you thought you could never live without...it turns out you've survived this long without them, like breathing underwater.

interestingly enough, it doesn't hurt that you ignore those feelings, muttering, 'fuck you' every once in a while, and consistently surprising yourself on a daily basis with how happy you are living without the things that once made you happy- so you thought.

here's to rob, my husband: i know you well; i haven't known you long.