Nearly 2 years since I last saw him, we never had a cross word. Broke up because of his adult daughter who told other family members that I had assaulted her. I hadn’t and no one believed her, but I couldn’t take that risk because of my job and the fact that there is only me to provide for my daughters. The right decision but, I think of him every day, first thing in the morning and last thing at night. I miss his voice, his smell, his touch, talking to him about my day and listening about his. I don’t want to do any of my favourite things, go to my favourite places, eat my favourite foods because everything reminds me of him. I have blocked him, but he found a way to contact me this week so feeling back at square one. He is a lovely man, he made me smile every day, we shared the same morals beliefs, sense of humour. I’m not interested in dating anyone else because it wouldn’t be fair. Just thinking if this really wasn’t meant to be, I should be feeling better by now