It has been three months, nine days and twelve hours since you took your last breath. Even though I haven’t been able to convince myself of the fact that you aren’t here anymore, my organs somehow got whiff of the news; my heart has been beating strangely out of sync these days and my lungs seem to be inhaling a bit extra- probably for you… — Even with you gone, I’ve been doing the same things that I used to do before- just without you by my side; but that has made all the difference- nothing made sense anymore. The flowers aren’t as pretty as it used to be, its fragrance now feels repulsive even. The…