There is a hole in my chest where my heart used to be. I'm pretty sure he took it with him and I doubt I'll ever get it back. It scares me to think that I might never feel this way about someone again. I know I need to move on, and I'm trying. But I can't. It hurts... I can't stop feeling the way I do no matter how hard I try. I need someone here to hold me together because I feel as though I am falling apart from the inside out.

"I know what it is not to feel like you're in the room until he looks at you or touches your hand or even makes a joke at your expense. Just to let everyone know you're with him. You're his."
I used to be his...

P.S. I Love You is probably my favorite movie ever. It makes me cry everytime I watch it. If you haven't seen it, you really should.