It’s going to be 2 years. Just 20 more days and it’ll be 2 years since THAT DAY.
The day I had an abortion, my pet died and my best friend died.
The day after which I… I don’t know. I just lost myself. To deal with shit I had moved to Goa. Stayed with her for half a year. Lived. Planned our future together. We both were equally messed up. Needed each other.
We had dreams. Aspirations. And we were going to push each other to achieve them.
And then she died. Took my unborn and my boochi with her. Selfish bitch. She left me. Who gave her permission to die. To leave me.
Dammit! It’s been 2 years. Fucking 2 years crying over it. I need to let her move on. I NEED to move on. It’s time. It’s high time.