I hate to say it, but shit really does happen. You just have to get over it. Beat the hell out of it by doing things that make you happy.
You were the missing piece of my soul, the breath in my lungs, and the blood in my veins.
I don’t think you ever really fall out of love with someone. I think when you fall in love, like true love, it’s love for life. All the rest is just experience and delusions.