  There is a person I know. The thought of not being with this person is something that makes me feel quite sick inside. I hate it so much because this person has been the best thing to happen to me for a few years. But lately, things have been happening and the future is uncertain.
What makes me so sick might soon become a reality. I see two things as time will progress. I see this blog talking about the misery and suffering of getting over it, but secondly, I see this blog talking about the many days of happiness and contentment that this person still has to bring to me. Do like I did, and ask yourself, which one would be better to read? The answer is quite obvious. Sad endings are such a fucking cliché. 
