I'm heartbroken. I thought we had a good thing going and would make it last. I was willing to put in the effort to do it. He wasn't. I fell for him quickly and I fell hard. I saw a future with us. I was going to do whatever it took to make it. The pain from not being able to see him doesn't compare to losing him altogether. I'd rather have him 300 miles away than not at all. Waking up tomorrow without a good morning text for the first time will be brutal. Having to face the reality of not having him in my life is rough. All I want is for him to give it a fighting chance.