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So I just had my heart ripped out of my chest...
Not really, but I feel like it. I knew this was coming, I mean hell-I've partly wanted it to happen myself anyway. There was just nothing there anymore & it makes you wonder if maybe there wasn't ever anything there.
I feel sick, I've been going to sleep early for the past few nights so that I don't have to think about him. Last night I was in bed by 7:30, I wish I could get to sleep earlier. I want to accomplish things that I've been putting off now that I'll have all this free time. Saving money, working out, reading more books, playing some more video games, spending more time by myself. But for now, I already feel so lonely. And it breaks my heart.
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