Love found

Writing this isn't easy. By all stretch of the imagination one is supposed to purge the memory of the one you lose. "He's not good enough for you" they say "you deserve better" your friends chirp. That's the easy way out. What if all those clichéd sentiments don't ring true? I am currently on day two. Day two of having to say goodbye to my companion, my love and more importantly my friend. Like any good friendship we shared moments that no one outside the relationship could possibly comprehend. Our ridiculous jabs at each other (my wonderful pocket ginger) our fake fights, our real fights. All of those made the relationship real. I cant comprehend that he's not here. I cant understand that i wont wake up to him saying good morning tomorrow. I am writing this so I can try to heal because I'm not good at recovering. I never have been and I don't know if trying to forget him is the solution because I love him with all my heart, with more than I thought I was capable of. I love him because he wanted to help me realize I could be a better version of me.