28
Day 28.
It's exactly a month since you've been gone.
And yet, it still feels like you're here.
It's not the absence that hurts.
It's the knowing, that you no longer want to be a part of my life because you are ashamed of me.
But it's the indifference, the not loving, yet not hating, that hurts me most.
I miss you.
But not the you that's now.
Because I, no longer, know who this person is anymore.
I miss the one who used to love me for who I am..
And aim to protect me from all harm.
That's what your name means, isn't it?
'To protect'.
But you failed.
Coz you didn't protect me from the worst pain of all...
Losing you.
One month has passed.
But if I have to live this way,
Why would it be still worth living?
-jess-