No More

No "good mornings" or "goodnights."

There weren't any of those to begin with.

No more wondering, "Is he thinking of us?"

No more wishing that he'd turn my way and look at me, see through me.

No more daydreams of passionate declarations and affection shared—a crash course in reality is all I've got so far.

Sweet longing turns bitter real fast.

The future is still being held back by the chains of the past.

Indifference is the BFF you need in your life.

Loneliness isn't that hard to bear once you come to terms with it.

No more. I'll end it with just that—no more.