Sometimes I feel like I want to curl up and die. Sometimes I feel so alive. I am all over the place at the moment. But finding it hard. I haven’t seen him in over three weeks, haven’t spoken to him in a week and I just can’t stop caring. I don’t know what to do. Some days are sneaky, it creeps up on me from behind then engulfs me so hard I feel my heart will explode. Some days I just miss talking about things. And the really fucking stupid thing? We’ve now almost been apart as long as we were going out. I used to think I didn’t believe in love at first sight but now I’m not so sure... I just miss him. So I have to move on...