You only have one great love in your life

Breakups suck. Especially the epic love ones. 4 years ended in a McDonalds carpark, full of tears, screams and hatred.

3 weeks later and I still feel my heart breaking inside of my chest. You only have one great love in your life, and he was mine. I see him everyday in everything I do. I hear his voice. Feel his lips against mine. But he’s never there. I hear his voice in my head and feel is presence around me. But he’s never there. I always wondered what it feels like to drown, and this is it. Gasping for air, trying to stay afloat and keep my head above water, but I feel my lungs filling up and I’m unable to breathe.

Everyone says “you’ll get over it”, ” you’ll be okay one day”. I won’t. No one ever recovers from losing their soul mate. It’ll get easier I’m sure, but it’ll never stop. It’s a wound. A wound on my heart. That cracks every time I breathe. But I’ll get better. Get used to the pain. Get used to the 5 foot 9 inch hole in my life. And one day I’ll smile again, and meet someone great again. But it’ll never be the same.

You only get 1 great love in your life, and I lost mine. I couldn’t be greedy and take another. That’s for someone else. Hopefully they see their great love in him.