August 22nd

I read somewhere that after 21 days something becomes a habit. So I thought if I could condition myself to actively avoid thinking about you for 21 days that suddenly it would become a habit. I would no longer have to force myself to stop thinking about you and the spontaneous adventures that happened this summer.

I believed that I could force myself to stop having an attraction to you. I actually thought I could forget that beautifully loud laugh you always give when something was really funny or the way your eyes light up whenever I suggest dinner and a movie. I convinced myself that if for 21 days I could ignore all of my instincts that told me to call you, text you, or think about you, that this process would be a hell of a lot easier.

And I tried… for 21 days, I tried.

I deleted our texts, the funny pictures and I even deleted your name.

But I still remember the texts. I still see the pictures. I still hear your name.

Today is the 22nd day and I’m still thinking about you.