But I've been fine. I've been [strangely] fine.
Until now. Now when he won't return my calls. And sure. It's better this way. It's better. In the long run, this makes sense.
The problem is that navigating this new life, learning all the nuances of this strange place- it pales in comparison to how I feel without him. Changing my life? Not a big deal. Him going mute? I can't pretend. Because it's my heart that is breaking.
Just let me be bereft.
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