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Day 3: It's getting easier, but it still hurts...bad. I loved him...I really did. More than anybody could possibly love another person, that was my love to him. He was my other half, he made me laugh more than anybody else could, he made me feel better when I didn't think I could go on, and he made me cry just as easy. I wasn't lying when I told him how I felt about him. He was my soulmate, he was supposed to be with me forever, and we were supposed to be together forever. Age was just a number he said, he said he found "the one." I don't blame him for doing what he did, because he lost his feelings and there is nothing that I could of did or could do at this time. I just wonder how. How this could of happened, how did it get that bad? It also makes me wonder if I'm ever going to find someone like that, someone that actually wants to be with me to. I'm not going to push him anymore, I don't want to be with someone who doesn't want to be with me, but I hope he realizes that I loved him and I still miss him more and more as each day passes. I just want him to come back to me, deep down. I have prayed more in these past couple days then I have in my whole life. Why? I have no idea. I just need to know everything will be ok and I know it will be in time. I don't want him to feel guilty that I'm writing this, I don't want him to feel bad about this, that is not my purpose. I just want him to know that I'm thinking of him, like hopefully he's thinking about me. I'm going to miss you a lot, and you know that. Come back to me one day....I still love you....