So it's over. Nearly four years and it ended in about an hour. I thought I'd be okay, that I'd feel almost relieved to not have to pretend anymore but god I'm sad. I'm sad about what we used to have, or more appropriately what we lost. It used to be nearly perfect, even with the little arguments. We understood each other and we weren't bored and we loved each other. Like full body consuming, heart pounding love; how it should have been. I thought, foolishly, that we could last forever, that maybe... read more
