Ash just broke up with me,
and as you would expect, I’m devastated. I feel like I’ve had my heart ripped out of my chest, the most amusing thing however is that after he told me he wanted to split up and I’d called my mum, I was waiting for her to come and pick me up and we were sat together in the front room, it didn't matter that he'd just broken my heart into pieces, we sat together in a comfortable silence waiting for the knock at the door. I couldn't help but sit and laugh, I had an aching chasm inside my chest, the guy that caused it was sat next to me and because I still love him more than anything, I can sit there in a comfortable relaxed silence...
