She will cry. She will cry until her throat hurts and her eyes can’t stay open. She will cry for hours on end until she finally collects herself, only to burst into tears again a second later. She will cry until she thinks she will never be able to get over him, never be able to feel whole again. But one day, she will pick herself up, hold her head high, and walk into the distance, and she’ll never look back… not even once.
