It was my birthday yesterday. And the one person that I wanted to tell me happy birthday... didnt...didn't.... guess he is done with me. I honestly don't know how I made it literally almost 1 year without seeing his face, feeling the sparks everytime he touches me. Moving on is tough, trying to forget about a person ( he wanted me to forget him ) who was so engraved in your life is extremely rough. No he didn't die, Just broke up with me around the 20th of July last year. I'm tired of subconsciously waiting on him. My heart says wait... my brain says don't...