This...yes. He may have thought it was easy for me to leave, but it was one of the hardest things I have ever done. It hurt like hell. Because I did love him with all my heart, body and soul. I know at one time he loved me too.
Every day my heart breaks just a little. Usually it is from an expectation and then a profound disappointment – be it a friend, a family member, perhaps one of my children, or even my life itself, I experience that deep hurt and shock that starts in my gut and permeates my soul daily... read more at http://imustbeamermaid.co/2013/10/08/what-becomes-of-the-brokenhearted/