Someone save me?

I'm going to just write for once. No pictures, just words. 

So I'm a little bit sad, and a little bit lonely. I miss him more than words could ever explain. He was the only person who knew me inside and out and the one person who was always there. When I was feeling sad I could just pick up the phone and he would know what to say to make everything better. But now who is there? Who can take this feeling away? So I have bad days and good days and I guess this is a bad day. Everything hurts. Everything reminds me of him. I pick up the phone to call him and he doesn't answer. I text him saying I need to talk to him but he doesn't reply. What happened to make us like this. From going so close, to so far apart. In just a couple of weeks. Best friends to enemies. Lovers to haters. All the times we laughed together and cried together are just a distant memory now. All the things we did together. All the times we were there for each other. The places that mean something, The pictures that always made me smile. What do you do with all these memories? Just let them float around in your head, destroying you. Thinking what could have been and knowing you lost the only person in your life that meant something to you. It's hard when people ask you how you are doing and you have to somehow find the strength to reply that you are fine, when really you are falling apart inside. I don't miss my boyfriend. I miss my best friend. I miss the laughs, the good times and the happiness. I miss the feeling I got when I heard him say he loved me. I miss the look in his eyes when he smiled at me. I miss holding him close and knowing he'll always be mine. I miss his voice and his smile. I miss every little detail. And I'm so scared that I'll forget what he looks like, what he sounds like, what he feels like. I know I need to forget, but I don't want to. I don't want to forget the only person who ever loved me and made me feel like I was worth something to someone. I don't want to have to forget the way he made me feel, because it was the most amazing feeling in the world. I don't want to feel alone anymore. I want him back. And I hate that even though he hurt me, he's the only person in the whole entire world who can make me feel better. I hate it. I hate it all. Because he's moved on, and I'm still one big mess inside, wishing he'd come back for me and make everything the way it used to be.