The worst part about a breakup is the casual daily reminder of life telling me that this hurts and sucks. I woke up today, feeling regret, empty and sad that I lost her. I had a good dream about her and woke up to realize she is no longer mine. It used to be the other way around, she used to comfort me when there was a bad dream. But now I am all alone, by myself, regretting what I did wrong. It also hurts when the clock keeps running and it goes past time where we usually have our daily good morning, lunch time chat and saying good night. It hurts so bad inside but somehow I cant push all the feeling out.