I look at all the happy couples and think, I used to smile like that once.  I used to have have someone who would hold my hand like that.  Run their fingers on my face.  Smile at me.  Laugh.  Oh, to hear your laugh again.

I just feel so hurt.  But I just keep thinking, you're in a better place now.  A better mindset.  That this is all better for you.  So I try to be selfless, try to be understanding.  It's just so hard, because I sit here, alone in my bed every night.  Door closed, hiding from the world.  And cry.  Cry till I fall asleep.  I don't want to face the world.  I can't.  Not without you.