This is the worst scenario

I rightfully had nightmares and couldn't sleep. His silence was hardly reassuring and now that he has come to terms with what is going on, he told me what was really going on. He wasn't just working hard. He was probably struggling how to tell me that he can't come anymore. And that the future is horribly unpredictable now. It's not even our faults. We didn't do anything. It just isn't fair. Life isn't fair.

Buddy almost got hit by a car right in front of me today.

How many times can your heart break in one day?