Difficult Truths

How am I supposed to adjust?

Carry on like nothing happened?

Don’t think about it. Work.

Don’t cry about it. Work.

Don’t you dare let it break your heart. It’ll consume you.

It will tear you apart. Just smile and say you’re fine.

But honestly, how am I supposed to adjust to a world that no longer contains you?

What is my world, without my world in it?

What is my world, without your eyes in it?

I wish you would just answer my questions, I wish you would answer your phone. But how can you?

It’s not even your phone number anymore.