One of the ways i find myself feeling better and moving on more quickly from what i am hurting over is forcing myself to look at pictures that hold good happy memories of us and think about all the good and bad stuff we ever committed to each other. And this is because, when this happens, i cry. Crying is a great deal of help. I'm going to have quite a handfull of wrinkles when i get old. Something that i can't change that hurts the utmost is that you aren't mine anymore. And i can't say that you are. And i miss saying that you are. I really do.