A New Day?

Today marks the first day I'm without you. Better, worst? I can't read my emotions properly right now. You're really not a fighter, that upsets me. I'm disappointed, truly am. I signed up for a marathon and this has became a walkaton instead. My mum asked me shortly after I woke up, "Is Michelle here today?". Nope, not anymore... she has left, for good. The way we looked at each other, the way we smile, the messages we exchange.... "wasn't something but wasn't nothing?" I hope I did contribute some good things and helped you with moving forward in life. It makes me wonder, why did God sent you to me? I can't write anymore, at least not for now. My heart has puncture. I'm tired, emotionally tired.