I must get used to it

I must get used to it;

Yesterday, life has stopped for me

Like today everything is different

Like this house isn't mine

Like this breath is harmful for me

There's no such thing as "trying" to get used to it

I must get used to it

There's not such thing as not being upset

I must be upset

Is it possible to forget while you love

Does anyone jumps into the abyss consciously

Whatever I put into a place that you've left, nothing fills it

I'll leave your place empty, completely empty