You decided to go back with him although we both know that you're not really happy there. If you just had a bit of faith and patience we could have made it. I pray at the same time for two things: to stop loving you and that God may bring you back to me one day, for good. I am afraid that one day you will eventualy stop loving me. I am afraid that I won't be able to stop loving you. In you I saw the girl of my dreams and the future mother of my children. I miss you, but I won't bother you anymore.Perhaps you were too good to be true. How can I stop myself from hoping that one day....maybe...but deep down, I know that it's really over. And it's killing me. Because I don't know who will be able to replace you in my heart. I fear the days and months to come, knowing that you will not be part of my life again. It is the deepest feeling of emptiness I've ever felt. It is like looking into abyss. And you probably don't feel anything close to that. Jesus, how long do I have to suffer like this?