It's a cycle

The end. It's over. He broke your heart.

And from here you start to hope.

You hope everything will get better.

You hope he still cares.

You hope he thinks about you that way you think about him.

You hope he's considering trying again and giving you a second chance.

And this hoping turns into waiting.

You wait for him to break the anxiety ridden silence.

You wait for him to realize that his decision was a mistake.

You wait for everything to magically go back to normal.

You're ultimately waiting for him, the guy you're absolutely crazy about.

And that waiting turns to pain.

Your heart sinks in your chest because you realize he's moving on.

You're upset, because he just left you, and got over you like it came easy.

You're hurt, because what you had was more real to you.

And all this pain,

these realzations,

this moment of heartwrenching gut twisting clairty.

It forces you to come to terms with the fact that he's never coming back.

There's nothing you can say.

There's nothing you can do.

Nothing can save you at this point.

It's the end. It's over. He broke your heart.