Not for him or her,  but for you. 

I know it sucks. My actions drove my guy away. I miss him all. the. time. 

I often think (and thought whilst with him,  tho I'm sure it was the BPD talking) that I'm better alone,  that it's easier.  Both true.  With the gift of this ease comes puh-lenty of time to work on my issues and ultimate improvement. 

Life is sure to remain imperfect,  but I'll be damned if I can't make it DIFFERENT. 

Keep the faith,  and take luck. We can do eet. 