Her. (draft)

I'll never get over her. Especially when I can still see old clothes of hers, when you walk past a stranger and they wear the same perfume as her and when I smell my pillow I swear it still reeks of her. I'll never get over her. I'm trying to move on, and when I'm doing fine, then I realise how much this pain really hurts. I don't want any hobbies if I can't waste away all of my time with her. I'll never get over her.