I can't sleep...

Because of this thing called love. I'll admit I wasn't all there for her all the time. But she didn't have to do this to me. Not this harshly. But whatever, that's life. I'll get over it sooner or later so I figured, let's just skip the part where I hide in a corner and ignore everyone for days and let's just get to the getting over her part. I wish it was that simple. I mean I'm not going to go in a corner and become anti-social for a week but I can't help but feel a bit down. So many mixed feelings about things I can't share. If she's happier now, then that's good for her. But looks like I'm the loser again.