Our relationship had substance and a story. It was remarkable, exceptional even. It could and should have been an everlasting union between you and I, but you destroyed it for temporary means. I’ll never understand why. There is no “why”. All potential reasons are baseless and illogical.
You told me, once upon a time, that I deserve better than you. Yeah, I do. But I can’t get over what could have and should have been. I inevitably, unavoidably encounter way too many nostalgia-inducing mementos – things — on a daily basis. Getting over you is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do in my life, and that’s saying a lot.