Dead Daze

6 Months. No Answers. No Closure. No Contact. ScarletSinsCheck here if you've moved on. I have a new apartment.Check here if you've forgotten him. I write in coffee shops now.This is my life. Normal. Safe. Boring. I date men who don't know my real name. I drink lattes and pretend I'm someone who drinks lattes.Why am I doing this?Because the alternative is admitting I'm still his.Six months. No answers. No closure. No contact.I'm fine.WatcherCheck here if you've given her space. I follow from three cars back.Check here if you've stopped watching. I've memorized her new coffee order.This is my restraint. No cameras. No contact. No crossing the lines she drew. I watch her pretend to write. Pretend to date. Pretend to be someone who forgot me.Why am I doing this?Because she asked me to leave her alone.Then she laughed at his joke.And I remembered-I never agreed to let her go.Some monsters know how to wait. Others just learn when to stop.