I hate myself for falling in love too soon. For being so attracted, for being so concerned, and for sacrificing so much for him. I hate the fact that I love him -maybe too much.

I hate him for being such an amazing guy. But I hate him more for making me fall so hard. I hate him so much & yet I love him just the same.

It's hard to let things go especially those that were really important to you. It hurts to let go of those that you love dearly. When you get attached to one, it kills you to be torn away from it. But forcing him to be with me, & only me would only make me selfish. I am letting him go because I care about him. I will not use my jealousy, pride, nor threaten him to stay because I do not have the right to do so. It is mainly his choice, not mine, not the devil, not the crystal ball, -NOTHING & NOBODY can make him turn but he himself.

Tonight I have experienced yet another heartbreak: One that's just as painful as the last, One that's much harder to forget. Lesson learned: never, EVER get too attached.