We thought we could make it work a second time... things ended so suddenly and we decided we could work on things and slowly get back to a good place but it’s just not working... and I was strong in the beginning and I talked a big talk and told my friends “if he can’t put in the effort, I’m gone.” But now that it’s coming to an end- an end that’s going to be for good. I feel so empty. That’s my best friend. And I don’t know what happened to us but I can’t spend my days crying and wondering what mood he’s going to be in that day. I am so sad. And I thought I was strong enough to do this, but sitting here... preparing to see him tomorrow and preparing my words, I feel so hopeless. Every guy before him does not compare. He made me feel so special. He supported me through anything and made me feel like the world was mine. I never thought I would meet anyone like him. I feel so weak.