14 Weeks...

June 24th, 2014
Tuesday
9:44 A.M.

So today 14 weeks have passed. Damn three and half months. Without you. Sounds weird. To whom am I telling this? To others or to me? More to me actually. Now when I'm sitting here in my bed alone, I'm feeling a little uneasy. It's so difficult to accept that I am still alive. Nah actually I am only breathing. I am not alive. Nothing inside me makes me feel that I  am living like before. That real me has lost somewhere in some other world.

That girl whose chirpy voice used to fill the aura with new melody.
That girl who was beautiful and messy at the same time.
That girl who was a rebel, who couldn't tolerate anything wrong happening in front of her.
The girl whose lips were always curved.

That sweet girl is lost. Yes I have lost myself in process of becoming yours. Now when I look back I fail to accept that It's me.

The way you are reacting these days has made clear that I mean a lot to you. I understand things cannot be like before and