I feel so alone, I still love her and need to be with her, but she doesn't want to be with me. I can't stand it, good times pop into my head constantly with the added tag of 'you'll never be able to do that with her again', I can't stand it; I feel like I'm having a nervous breakdown, I probably am.

My life means nothing without her, I have elevated her so high that everything else pales in comparison, one look at her and I'm back at square one.

Which is so fucking annoying as even when I go out of my way so I don't have to see her, she's always bloody there, someone is taunting me, someone wants me to curl up into a ball and die.

Well fuck them, I'm not going to do that.