I guess this will be mostly a ramble.

I suddenly lost my boyfriend due to an accident, and I don't think I've have ever been the same since. I saw myself spending my whole life with him, he was very kind to me, and the person I've felt most compatible with. We could be talking for hours every single day and never felt boring, and the amount of love I felt from him was immense.

It's been almost 6 years but I still miss him, which is almost the same amount of time we were together. I keep having dreams about him, both good ones and nightmares, which I don't know which one is worse.

I don't know if I'll ever be able to love someone as I did love him, or if someone will love me as he loved me. I've tried having some relationships then, but never turned out well. I guess that part of it is always comparing other men to him, which I guess it's not fair to them, but it is something I cannot stop doing.

I miss him so much. I wish this never happened, I wish he never took the car that day, I wish I wasn't this broken inside.

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