New Year's Day is the 49th
If the 49th is New Year's Day, should I strictly spend that day alone per day? I don't have his bones, his name plates, or Buddhist altars in my house. I left water in a place where pictures from a time I didn't know, the belly button I brought back from his house after he passed away, a business card holder, tie, and glasses I would have used were placed, and I left rice etc. on the day the rice was cooked.
I hear they'll stay here until the 49th and then go over there. I didn't like it because they would be gone after 49 days. But I've already betrayed that person too. Besides, even though I loved him so much, even though I really loved him now, she didn't say anything and passed away so fast, and when his ex-wife didn't say anything after she passed away, I faced his wife or faced friends when it became inconvenient, so I believed only my own feelings and believed him, and I was crying and saying that I couldn't worry about anyone or anything. But it didn't work. They are too fearless and too weak.
I contacted my ex, who had been with me all the time until I became good friends with him, and I met him. I also talked about him. I wanted him to be with him once in a while, because it's fine even as a friend. My ex-boyfriend thanked me for talking about my weight loss and said it was fine, it was fine. As was the case for many years until this year, I think they'll probably stay together this New Year's holiday.
That's stupid. That's stupid. I was so lonely, so pathetic, and hungry that I couldn't be alone.
He looks at me like that and I don't think he's on my side anymore. Even so, you might be surprised, but I don't want to say goodbye on the 49th because I love you. If I can't meet anything anymore, I'd like to forget all of this pain, but it's unlikely that I'll be able to do that. I want you to forgive me for being mentally overwhelmed by my ex because I have to live.
The story didn't come together, and I'm sorry for those who read it.
