It hasn't been five hours since the conversation ended.
i keep thinking that i will be fine, i listen to my happy songs, i think that i am okay, and i will be fine.
i talk with familiar faces. i'm given hugs in return. three for luck.
and i'm struggling to hold back tears so I don't wet shirts and create a scene.
my head feels light.
but my heart is heavy.
:(
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