I was sitting at this table. Two feet away from his table, watching him, knowing that I have to stop loving him. I wanted to scream, to cry but I couldn’t because it was at a friends wedding. Watching others be happy with the love of their life while I have to give up on mine because he didn’t love me the same is shattering. I just want to scream, to cry and scream again until I got any emotion out of my body and heart. I can’t even tell anyone about my pain because the answer I got until now was that I cannot be in such pain because my love is not a real one. I am suffering, feeling lonely in a crowded room where the only person who knows me, is ripping my heart into pieces. I left, looked at him on my way out, whispered goodbye and not looked back. I feel my heart falling apart. I feel alone.