How do you expect me to live like this? I fell so hard in love, I was ready to commit my life to him. Then he pulls the rug away, and I am left with this terrible pain and emptiness.

And if I want to be happy like that again, I must not only heal, but also risk my heart again? I can't just automatically be given the person who will love me for the rest of my life?

I don't want to live like this.