One more thing.

Another thing they don't tell you about heartbreak: losing your best friend the first time sucks. But it's nothing compared to losing them the second time- after you've tried so hard and fought and fought and fought to stay best friends, because that's what you want so badly, but it doesn't work. That's when you spend a Sunday night watching Hallmark Channel sobbing as hard as you did the night he told you he just wanted to be friends, but this time you're crying because you're not friends anymore.

It's Yours

You've still got my heart. Take care of it please, because there is a giant hole in me where it used to be.

The heart-breaking thing about heartbreak

You know how everyone tells you that there is no pain in the world like that of your first broken heart? Believe them when they tell you that, because it is an extremely true statement. I've cried more in the last year since getting my heart broken than I have in my entire life, I've had more sleepless nights because of my broken heart than anything else, and I've generally been extremely pessimistic and hated life because of my broken heart more often than not. Loving someone and being willing to do anything for them, and to not have those feelings returned in the same way sucks beyond belief. But nobody every tells you about the worst part of a broken heart: losing your best friend in the process. Because that's what you were. Not only did I love you more than I ever loved anyone, but you were my best friend. Always there to talk to, to make me laugh, to make me smile, to tell me it was going to be okay when I felt like it would be anything of the opposite. Crush you to death hugs that made me feel better than nearly anything else in the world. And, now it's gone. I can deal with the fact that you broke my heart, I can deal with the fact that over a year later it still (obviously) really bothers me (barely, but dealing.) But I hate the fact that I lost my best friend in the process. And what makes me madder than a wet hen is the fact that all along it was all these sweet things about "you're still important to me," "I'm still going to be your best friend," "I'm still always going to be there for you." Apparently not so much.
I went into this whole thing knowing that my heart could potentially get very broken, and I was willing to take that risk. But nobody told me that I was going to lose one of the most important people in my life too. Believe me when I say I'd go back and change everything if I'd known this would happen.