Dear Heartbroken,
I know everyday has only just been okay for you. I know each day does not get progressively better but instead wavers in degrees of pain. I know you are in pain, but for just this one time listen to your own advice, instead of always saying how you should follow your own advice because only you can truly heal your pain.
So, you got your heart broken not too long ago and somehow, he who broke your heart has already managed to move on. You are sad, perplexed, angry, depressed, and quite frankly just really emotional. How could, what had seemed to be a whole promised life ahead of you, turn out to be such a false sense of security? How are you ever going to move on from that point? Well, somehow, someway you will. Whether it be through gorging yourself on your favorite Ben & Jerry's, or avoiding any romantic films for long periods of time. Whatever you do, just please don't give up.
People say you end your first relationship in order to find who you'll really be with in your second. Some say, your second relationship is your last and yet some said your first could be your last too. Anyways, now is the time to be an optimist instead of the pessimist you always end up being.
This was a learning experience. You grew, you became attached, you found yourselves within each other, and you grew apart from each other. It's not necessarily the fact that you miss him, but the idea of him, is who you miss. You miss the late night cuddling and phone calls that last until sunrise and someone to steal a bite of your ice cream when you're not looking. You don't miss the waiting, the neglect, the feeling of being unwanted or the lack of being a priority. It's not that you miss him, it's that you miss being in a relationship in general.
Everything happens for a reason. Therefore you know that deep down inside, someday, somewhere, that you grew apart so you could find that one special person who makes you feel like you're the only two in the room. Who makes you feel like your worth it, even though you damn well think you're not. The person who does not care what you look like at three in the morning or even how much belly fat you have. A person who thinks your perfect. You will find him. It could take months, heck it could even take years. But you will find him and when you do, everything up until that moment will finally make sense.