I can’t do this anymore. I’ve written out so many messages, but I’ve deleted them all. I’ve told myself over and over not to give in but I only have a couple more times before I break. Every little thing reminds me of the old times. Losing someone that was such a big part of your life is horrible. But the worst part is not knowing how they feel. Wondering if their heart hurts when they hear your name, or if they miss the little things you would always say to each other. Or if they’ve already forgotten about all of those dumb little things that you still love.