I've been struggling for the past month of so. I gave my heart to someone and they decided to throw it away. Today would have been our six months. It hurts, because I had a lot planned for today. It was going to be full of some epic romance. But, that's not something I get to do anymore. The first week or so was the hardest, but after that things started getting better. I realized that I didn't need her to be happy. Actually, I don't really need her at all. Today might be hard, but I think I'm finally starting to move on. I basically hit rock bottom, so everything can only go up from here.
The only real problem is that she still has my favorite books, and I really really want them back.