and then another day, and then another, and another

I often find myself stunned with how fast these days are passing, suddenly it's been more than a year already since you went. I do not cry anymore lately, though, and I do not write anymore, too, while I simply close my eyes when it all gets too much and clutch your pendant heart tight. 

(sorry. I just kept on having a bad day lately, with good hours in between, and everything just kept on breaking.

I probably just needed a milkshake. And a hug.

till next time we meet, my dears)