Today was a new day, tomorrow will be the same

It's valentines day.
It's 10:40. The time of my death.
I couldn't help but think of you in the days past. I've come to realize the silence speaks louder than anything you've said. The fact you refuse to make any sort of contact tells me that such contact will never come.
C'est la vie. I knew it wouldn't last forever, but I never expected to be discarded. Life goes on.
I could be sad, and heartbroken. But it's just another day. It reinforces my decisions and confirms my expectations.
I hope you find what you seek.
Instead, I'm curled up on my couch enjoying every day of my life. It keeps moving on. I find happiness wherever I can, however I can.
no parting words of wisdom, just emptiness where you used to be.