I know that it's hard to believe someone when they say "I know how it feels", but seriously, I do. I know how it feels. I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside of you. And it doesn't matter how many haircuts you have, or gyms you join, or how many laughs you have with your friends...you still go home every night, going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he will see the light and show up at your door.
I know how all of that feels so believe me when I say that after all endless pain and crying yourself to sleep, you'll go somewhere new. And you'll meet people who'll make you feel worthwhile again. And the little pieces of your soul that you lost...will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted crying, that will eventually begin to fade.