I guess it’s like mourning isn’t it. It’s like you’ve spent so much of your life invested in that one person that when he’s gone, you don’t even know who you are anymore. Like you’ve been stripped off your purpose and your life no longer has meaning. Losing him takes away a portion of your heart, it takes away part of your soul. It’s like you’ve given so much of yourself to that one person that losing him feels like you’ve lost so much of yourself as well. Like a part of you has died. That’s not a way to live. How do you even begin to think of moving on?