I would get over you faster but for the residue of love.

ah- those excruciating realizations....

Like the last few moments before sleep covers me
or the first few breaths before I dare open my eyes.

What about the insidious reminders throughout the day?

Where things suddenly lose their proper purpose or place.

Boy- how pathetic that a box of pancake mix can set me into a tailspin

Songs I barely listened to or ones I've heard all my life are all about us

Article of clothes are now my enemy just cause you liked them on me.

Parts of my own body Taboo!!

Residue

Time

thank you for the reminder!

The constant sensation of wanting to throw up!

great write-been there, done that, it sucks.