i will never forget the first time you referred to yourself as a boy instead of a man. you were so broken, probably crying, referring to yourself in the third person. you were talking about her, how much you wanted her back,
-"but a boy can't always have what he wants, can he?"-
that's the moment i realized she was much more than just a first heartbreak for you, she had become such a big piece of you, that when she left, she took your strength with her, you couldn't feel like a man anymore.
