I dreamed of us last night, I hate to admit it even to myself, but I did. Of when we were still happy together. Needless to say I felt awful that morning. I don't feel too great right now, either.
I know you said the evening after the breakup that "you already regret your decision, need a break but can't stand losing me" but the lack of contact from you in the recent weeks tells me otherwise. I know I need to move on.
If only I had the means to do so here and now.