Still There?
I still look at wedding dresses online, still visit Offbeat Bride, still think about all the little details that I'd planned out in my head.
I still glance at paint chips, still look at shrubs, still think about what might be useful for the house.
I still salivate over Ikea, still stare at Crate & Barrel, still lust after Pottery Barn.
I still regret not being more assertive, still wish I'd tried harder, still wonder if it would've ended the same damn way.
I still torture myself with the life I'll never have again, still think long about what it'd be like to be happy somewhere, still wish for brighter days.
I still love the idea of my old life, still want to be in my new life, and still have hope for the future.
I still glance at paint chips, still look at shrubs, still think about what might be useful for the house.
I still salivate over Ikea, still stare at Crate & Barrel, still lust after Pottery Barn.
I still regret not being more assertive, still wish I'd tried harder, still wonder if it would've ended the same damn way.
I still torture myself with the life I'll never have again, still think long about what it'd be like to be happy somewhere, still wish for brighter days.
I still love the idea of my old life, still want to be in my new life, and still have hope for the future.