I’m not “heartbroken”
I was hurt at first, but now I’m better.
I stay busy; I go to school all day and work all night. So it keeps my mind off of you. Sure, stuff will happen during the day and I think “Damn, I’d love to be able to share this with him.” or “I wish he were here to laugh at this with me.” But I can shake off whatever sadness creeps in when that happens.
The trouble is when the sun goes down. When I’m laying in bed, trying to sleep. My mind flashes back to everything. Every laugh, all those nights where we just connected on a different level. I don’t know what it is, it’s been so long and I just can’t shake it. I guess it’s just that something was special about it all. I wasn’t the only one to notice either; all of my friends saw it too.
So I just sit here and remember that my life has just begun; if I’m supposed to get another chance with you, then I will.