I've been where you are, and God, I know how painful it exactly felt.
I know sweet words aren't really enough to at least ease the pain, but it really does help.
A bit, though.
You asked me if you had a choice.
I told you to either cling to that damn hope of you two getting back together or just move on with your life and deal with the fact that it's just up to there.
You smiled and it was obvious that you opted the first one I suggested.
But Honestly, you really don't have a choice but to let go.
It's bleak, I know, but I guess you just have to deal with reality.
It's really foolish to keep hoping that there's another chance, cause we all know how clear it is that this is really where it's at.
I know you are much willing to take the risk and even if you'd have to take all the shots, I know you'd take them wholeheartedly.
Because above all your shortcomings and all else, you want him back.
Period.
But he needs time and space for himself.
And you can't force that.
