You never stop loving someone. It's more of just learning to deal with the pain of not having them anymore

I can't think of anything to write about, I've been staring at this "posting box"(if that's how you call it) for almost 30 minutes now..( if you know what i'm talking about). The thing is I can't stop thinking about this certain person and for some reasons I still can't get the "HIM" out my my head but I know I will be fine, it's not like the other times I've broken up with boyfriends, when I've been so heartbroken I've cried solidly for about three weeks and not wanted to go anywhere or do anything. Okay, I had that one night from hell, but since then I've been really okay, and at least I know there's no point living on false hope. At least I know it really is over so I can move on. But I have to say that this time I feel a bit numb, still in a state of shock, really, although I don't feel that my world has ended, not completely. I suppose that the light at the end of the tunnel, though not very bright, is at least still there. They say that it never hurts as much after the first time, and I suppose there's an element of truth in that, but they also say that every time you get hurt the barriers go up a little bit higher and you end up being hard and cynical, and not giving anything to anyone.