The history of my love life

Three weeks later......

Now, it's been three weeks since I've seen or heard from him. I'm still missing him, more than ever, but I've got to move on. I do think of him, his affection, his kisses, his sweet words, and everything, which makes me very depress, but I try to overcome it by thinking what he did to me. I think of it that he was the one that screwed up the relationship. At least, I did my part in the relationship. But why do I want him back so bad even though he hurt me really really bad. I must be crazy. I want to move on with my life and I'm trying by making myself a better person. Hopefully, later down in the long run, I will be able to just laugh about this relationship. I just wish I stop missing him so much. My heart still yearns for his love and affection. Why did he have to hurt this way?