My God, that hurt.

You completely broke me. Tore me apart. Ruined me forever.

And then I forgot.

About you.

About everything.

Every rose, every kiss, every touch. And I liked it that way. Without you there.

But something happened last week. I don't know what it was, but I stopped being angry. I stopped feeling resentment. And I felt sad again. I felt that pain again.

And now I miss it all. The messages and late night calls, you holding me close and telling me you'd love me forever.

Because I know you won't.