I wake up and then recall what has happened. That we have split.
I dont want to get up. Dont want to wake up.
I feel as if I dont want to live. Not without her.
I go to work and do not want to be there. Even more than usual.
For brief moments, during the day, I forget what has happened and life goes on - then it comes back to me.
Things are even worse, that evening, at the Rio.
For the last seven weeks I have been here with Julie.
Now I feel alone.
Even whilst surrounded by others. By friends. How it used to be. How I used to enjoy it so.
But now, tonight, I just feel alone.
The night ends with a lot of drink.
And very little pleasure.
I dont want to get up. Dont want to wake up.
I feel as if I dont want to live. Not without her.
I go to work and do not want to be there. Even more than usual.
For brief moments, during the day, I forget what has happened and life goes on - then it comes back to me.
Things are even worse, that evening, at the Rio.
For the last seven weeks I have been here with Julie.
Now I feel alone.
Even whilst surrounded by others. By friends. How it used to be. How I used to enjoy it so.
But now, tonight, I just feel alone.
The night ends with a lot of drink.
And very little pleasure.
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