I cry through my skin.

 What hurts the most...He was online...And he didn't even read my emails. He didn't care, once again. I don't think he's hurt by this, I don't think that he misses me...But God I miss him. It hurts, because I roll over in the night and expect to feel his strong, warm body against mine and it's just cold. There's nothing and it's cold. I wish I hadn't broken up with him...I really do. I wish I'd just worked through the hurt...Like I should have. Like we should have. Talked it out...We could have. I'd been okay with that...We were back together!!!! Doesn't that mean he loved me more? That he wanted ME more? That's enough...Isn't it? I don't want other guys. I don't want other loves. I don't want to move on. I want him.