I recall those cold mornings in school when I would wait for him desperately. One because I needed his warmth; second, because seeing his face, eyes and smile made me the happiest girl on earth. I really miss him; I regret the choice I made and the choices I'm making. I know I don't have the right to tell say anything after hurting him, but it devastated me knowing that he didn't care if I was leaving. He stopped talking to me. We went from friends, best friends and couple, to nothing. I can't spend a day without thinking about him because everything, absolutely everything brings back memories of when we were together. I wish I could go back in time and hope that idea never crossed my mind. I'm still in love with him, but I'm not worthy for him anymore. It's crazy how we humans don't realize what we have until we completely lose them. My life will never be the same without him. I know he doesn't want me in his life anymore. Why else would I be here?