We were only together a year but it was the most amazing time - I was hopelessly in love and didn't want it to end. There was no future for us - we could never have really got it together as he was significantly younger than me - it would never have worked. We led totally different lives - him being 20 something and me being 40 something with children. Didn't stop me being obsessed with him and I still am. I just want him out of my head. I hate it that he takes up so much mental energy and that I am still in the position where I congratulate myself on a minor victory if I go more than 10 minutes without wondering what hes doing or if he misses me. I believe he loved me but it would have got messier and messier as I got older and he wanted to live his life and I kind of pushed him away - he chased me for a long time saying none of it mattered and we would find a way but bit by bit I kind of talked him into it and then in the end he ended it not me. I just dont want to think about him or his bloody beautiful skin any longer. I'm so miserable.