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They say that all good things must come to an end.
They say that if you love someone, let them go.
They say that everything happens for a reason.
But that's a load of bullshit.
For weeks I've been completely lost. Confused. Sad.
No matter how hard I try to move on, I can't. At this point, it seems impossible. And every day I am having to live with the guilt and shame of being an asshole. I lost the most important person in my life.
I can't shake Grace from my thoughts. Something keeps tugging at my heart, telling me that I cannot go on without her. I never knew it was possible to feel so connected to someone. To love someone so much that it feels as if part of you has been ripped away.
The goodbye hurt. But the flashbacks are worse.
My mind wanders to places that once were so happy. Memories of us passing notes in class. Shopping for her first singing dress. Kissing under the Christmas lights. But now it just brings me sorrow because I am so terribly afraid of not having it again.
Not being able to call her mine anymore physically aches me. It takes all my strength to not call her. Talk to her. Because I am scared she won't respond.
