*This is just my experience of how I've felt when going through a terrible breakup or even just a rejection from a FP. If you can relate to any of this, feel free to share your stories.*

It feels like there's an actual hole in your chest, an emptiness that is both numbing and yet also so painful that every fragment of your soul aches to its very core. Any reminder of their existence -- a song, a memory, seeing their name on social media -- feels like your heart is being repeatedly grounded into dust and left shattered on the ground.

You are constantly on the verge of holding back tears, to the point where just a single reminder of them can open up the floodgates and make you sob for hours. Sometimes you don't stop crying until late at night when you finally fall asleep, your head pounding from dehydration and your face puffy and red. 

Every morning when you wake up, for a few moments you almost forget any of this has even happened. Things actually seem *okay.* But then as reality sets in, you feel this huge weight crash down upon you once you remember that this person is truly and irrevocably gone.

You feel not good enough. You feel unattractive and boring. You feel easily replaced. You start going over all the what-if's in your mind. Maybe if you were thinner or wittier or had a different hair color or appeared more fun they would've stayed. After all, how can someone who you care so much for just move on from you like you're nothing?

If they ever text you, you overanalyze every message to try and find a sliver of false hope. Your heart skips a beat every time you see their name pop up, even though for them you're nothing but a once familiar face behind a screen. 

You might start to beg, clutching onto every word they say. You text them over and over again, pleading for another chance, but they continue to reject you until you lose every ounce of dignity you have left. You begin stalking their social media, wondering why they appear so happy while you're destroyed. 

Eventually their response times grow longer and their replies get shorter, and you have to force yourself from reaching out. You know they don't care. You know they're slowly forgetting you, but the thought of you possibly forgetting *them* is both heartbreaking and terrifying.

You may have other friends who treat you with the kindness and compassion that you so completely deserve, but you can't stop yourself from hoping every notification you get is from that one person. When it's inevitably not them, your heart somehow manages to break even more. It doesn't matter how many people you're talking to. If it isn't that one person, you feel this indescribable amount of loneliness that tears away at the very essence of your being.

Eventually you'll reach a point where you haven't spoken in days, and then weeks, and then months. Eventually you'll stop constantly checking your phone for a text that never appears. Eventually you'll stop checking their social media. Eventually you'll stop hoping they'll come back, and eventually you'll wake up each morning and actually feel okay. 

Your memory of them will always be frozen on the person they were when you did know them, since you will never know them again. Then again, maybe you will reconnect one day, or maybe they really were just meant to be someone in your life who was there for a small amount of time and never again. 

Perhaps in the distant future you'll stumble upon an old song or a text message or something that reminds you of them. Your heart aches for a moment, and for a brief second you wonder if things could've worked out differently.

But in the end, you're nothing but strangers again, wandering through this world on separate paths yet still under the same sky.

Despite it all, the sun continues to rise again, and you will be okay.