He was the love of my life. The one person for whom I gave and would give everything all over again, the same person who did not value me as equal. I worked my hardest and he still left.
Now I sit here and wonder, how I could possibly even try to feel the same way ever again with another person. No one can replace the empty spots he left, only I can. I need to give myself that love I feel I am missing. I alone can only make myself feel the things he once did for me. I alone must give myself the richness I became empty of because of him and for him.
I don’t know if I can ever love again with the same intensity, with the same passion, with the same courage I once did. I can only try and persist until it happens. Lucky the man who ends up taking all that in.
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