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So yeah...my boyfriend broke up with me two nights ago. At first I couldn't bring myself to take it seriously. I felt like I was half there but at the same time my mind seemed far far away, my body doing things without my notice, until I realized I was still here. At first I couldn't understand why I started crying because I didn't believe this was actually happening, and because it wasn't actually happening there was nothing to cry about. When I was finally convinced it was happening it was like waking up to find your skin on fire and the world around you in flaming chaos. Or that you had just been stabbed in the chest and finally the shock had gone away so that you felt all the agony all in one blow that seemed to come out of nowhere. And the confusion. It seriously felt like the world was ending because it was so unexpected to me. Wherever my mind had been before it didn't matter, reality slapped me in the face in that moment. I felt like I couldn't breathe.

No. I can't describe how it felt like. I can't describe how it feels now. All I can say is that it's the worst pain I've ever experienced in my life. I've gone through a breakup before but it was never as agonizing as this. It never goes away. It follows me like its my guardian angel or my shadow, but it doesn't disappear when the sun comes out. It doesn't even disappear when I sleep because my dreams are no different.

It was especially terrifying because we cried together, I suppose my tears brought his and his brought more of mine. But when I cry alone now I'd want to cry with him like we did that night. And I want to cry forever.

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So yeah...my boyfriend broke up with me two nights ago. At first I couldn't bring myself to take it seriously. I felt like I was half there but at the same time my mind seemed far far away, my body doing things without my notice, until I realized I was still here. At first I couldn't understand why I started crying because I didn't believe this was actually happening, and because it wasn't actually happening there was nothing to cry about. When I was finally convinced it was happening it was like waking up to find your skin on fire and the world around you in flaming chaos. Or that you had just been stabbed in the chest and finally the shock had gone away so that you felt all the agony all in one blow that seemed to come out of nowhere. And the confusion. It seriously felt like the world was ending because it was so unexpected to me. Wherever my mind had been before it didn't matter, reality slapped me in the face in that moment. I felt like I couldn't breathe.

No. I can't describe how it felt like. I can't describe how it feels now. All I can say is that it's the worst pain I've ever experienced in my life. I've gone through a breakup before but it was never as agonizing as this. It never goes away. It follows me like its my guardian angel or my shadow, but it doesn't disappear when the sun comes out. It doesn't even disappear when I sleep because my dreams are no different.

It was especially terrifying because we cried together, I suppose my tears brought his and his brought more of mine. But when I cry alone now I'd want to cry with him like we did that night. And I want to cry forever.