Whenever we love someone we give them a part of us.Maybe the reason why he doesn't feel a thing when he looks at me is because the part of him that loved me stayed with me when he left.And maybe he's scared to look into my eyes for he might see the person he once was.He might forget that i once made him laugh so hard he had to bite his lip to try to stop.He is no longer someone who will smile because of some stupid joke i'd made.He will eventually love someone else.But he will never be to anyone what he was to me.He will never love anyone the way he loved me.Maybe less.Maybe more.But not in the same way.The person that i knew and loved is mine to keep.Forever.And these are the words i say to myself to keep my heart from breaking into a million pieces.