It's been hard. I've felt like my heart was ripped out of my chest, I've felt numb, I've been mad and sad, I've experienced it all.

But I feel like there are more good days now. I feel like I don't relapse in missing you as often anymore. Sometimes it still stings, that ache you left behind.

But I'm not trying to just survive anymore. I'm not just getting by. I'm living.

You have your life, I have mine. At one point our stories crossed. And then they moved on.

My heart is speaking again. I will survive you.