It's been three days. Three days since I've heard your voice. Three days since I told you to go. Three days since you lashed out. It's been three agonizing days. It's been hard. But easier than I originally thought. I thought it would be like detoxing or getting your wisdom teeth pulled. But mostly it's been numb. Like a numb and dull ache in the pit of my chest, my bones throbs, my stomach turns. It's worst than pain. Its nothing. It's nothing.
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