For the first time in my life, at my age, I am truly heartbroken. Devastatingly lost and wondering why. Strange that I should feel this way after I ended it too. I fell madly and deeply in love with Her so quickly that I couldn't ever recover. She was everything to me and more. I will miss her voice on the phone, which would be for hours at a time with no feeling of the conversation drying up. Even long silences on the phone were ecstatic and comfortable with nothing but breathing to hear. I have nothing. She loved me too, but the closer she fell, the more she mistrusted it. The more she wanted to find a reason for it not to be. The more she fought for it not to be. The more she broke my heart. The more I loved Her. I will alway Love Her, but move on I must and live with the hate she now carries for me. The unadulterated rage in her eyes now that she has been proven right. The venom in her voice when I talk to her.
And I would be back with her in a heartbeat.
Truly, truly... Lost.
