My space was doing fine when you were not yet part of it. My space was gloomy and laughter is louder now than before. I was not looking for it but it came and entered the space I have been trying to protect from strangers like you. And I welcomed a stranger.
It was indeed a beautiful experience. I have sailed the sea wherein I fall, I cried, I laughed, I was broken hearted and now I am getting over you. Funny thing is that I smile every time I see something that reminds me of you. I definitely can say, I have moved on.
It is better to have loved and lost than to never loved at all. At least I was honest, and I hope you are too. If you're not, you will get to experience guilt and it may lead to heart attack. (I say, Good Luck!)
My sentiments for this heartache will stop. It will start by the time I posted this.