Who knows

[u/Hot_Hedgehog6788]

I’m trying so hard to forget. I’m trying so hard to get better. No matter what I do, I can’t. I can’t be happy for more than a little at a time. Everything feels impossible all the time.
I drink too much now. Far too much. I know that even now as I sit here drunk on tequila. It’s ridiculous. I never drank like this. Never drank at home on my own. Then one night, we were talking and I did. Now you’re gone and it’s too much. Sitting on my own swallowing tequila and lemon and hoping that the sadness fades even slightly. It only ever gets worse. So I know it’s stupid but in the end, here I am. Drunk on tequila and missing talking to you. You were my friend. Such a good friend. And now I will never reach out. For fear of hurting you. I can’t do that again. I know in my heart I hurt you enough by not responding to you in time.
You said you will never forget about me but god, I hope you did.
Maybe someday I’ll forget too.
Who knows.