I can't do this.

I think it hit me today. Like. Five minutes ago. That the break-up is for real.

It kills me. And I don't know if it really makes me feel better that we're still very good friends.

I love it in one way. But it's also so hard.

Right now I can't do anything but crying. I can't see any light anywhere.

It's so hard, I see him every day. It used to be wonderful, but now I can't just run into him and kiss him when I see him. I see him, I just know. He's not mine. It hurts.

I should stop hoping that he will run back to me and ask me to be his girlfriend again. But I can't.

There is nothing I would want more than that, but it's almost impossible.

I should go on, but I really can't. There is no way.