There is this vast emptiness inside me that I wish would go away. Surrounding it is a crazy sense of hope though; that A will come back and share with me the happiness that I found with him again. As the weeks pass, I know it's a crazy thought. He's not a knight in shining armor who would just come in and save this distressed damsel.
I keep praying he's okay. I really hope he is. Sometimes I even imagine that he's doing so much better now that I'm out of his life. It hurts. It hurts a lot. But I would rather see him happy than sad. If what I'm going through now is what he was going through before with his ex, then it really sucks. Ha. I don't even know. I guess this is why it's better that we're not together anymore.
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