For so so so long my identity was strapped to yours and now it isn’t and instead of losing half of myself, I’ve gained my whole self back.
Sometimes, I recite your phone number in my head when I’m very drunk or very sober just to make sure I remember it. It’s become this little compulsion I have to prove that I’m not TOO drunk or that you haven’t faded too far to the recesses of my mind.
However, I am seeing someone whose number is saved in my phone and who I speak with daily. I don’t need to recite his number….and I’m slowly becoming less dependent on reciting yours.