repeat to yourself that they’re not really gone time has proven that fooling yourself into believing a lie is the most effective way to deal with things you have no control over keep listening to the mixtapes they made you overanalyze every single word you hear “was this a sign that things were going wrong” no no, you were the one that cared too hard, not them stay up every single night staring at your phone either attempting to gather up the courage to turn these demons, these constant reminders of your loneliness into nothing more than a bad dream or praying just for one second you could feel the warmth of equally returned love go out for coffee four times a week by yourself always bring your notebook, never stop writing leave little comics and thank you notes with your tip watch them smile as you get in your car always talk down on yourself whenever possible my life is shit because i deserve it, right? you must have done something real bad it's nearly