after a long silence

Strange. Tough. Lonely without being alone.

It sinks in a little more each day that it's permanent and for real, that he's not the person I thought he was, and that nothing that could possibly happen in the future is going to change that.

The hardest part is wondering if I'm going to be alone forever - if that, screwed up as it was, is as good as it's ever going to be.

Currently listening to Nirvana and it suits.