I told a friend about him yesterday.
I told a friend about him yesterday. Not everything, I'm still not ready. I'm getting better. A couple weeks ago, I wouldn't have been able to say, well, anything.
It gets a little easier every day but I still miss him.
I thought I had had my heart broken before, but it wasn't nearly as painful as this.
I wasn't ready for this.
I still miss him. I'm just waiting for the day when it's all over.