I think the reason I am so distraught is because I let myself indulge.
I allowed myself to dream stupid dreams of you, our house and our travels together in the future. I could already picture how our kitchen or bedroom would look like, what countries we would go to to fall more in love with each other and even that we would have children and teach them how to pray..
The idea of a lifelong partner was nesting itself on you; while you weren’t even ready to let go of the idea of her. Not at all.












