He was everything. We met when we were 18/19. He was amazing. I feel in love pretty fast. He stuck with me through sooo many things. Moving out from my brothers house. My family members dying. My endo. I thought we could survive anything. But Friday after thanksgiving we got into a small fight. And he said he doesn’t want to do it anymore. He’s done. We aren’t growing together he said. Maybe we can grow apart. He made me leave out apartment. Didn’t have anywhere to go so I had to go 5 hours away from everything I had to my sisters. For the first time in my life I had roots. And now I don’t again. I lost my best friend. My love. My heart hurts. Hell everything hurts....idk how to do this without him.