He went online and never even bothered to talk to me. I don't want to feed my imagination of any hurtful scenarios but I cannot help it if they come surging toward me. He probably has chosen to take a path apart from mine. He has gone on to what he probably thinks are better things, greener pastures, more peaceful ways of life. Because life with me is chaos. Life with me is a big mental and emotional torture. I am hurt, but I will let him be. I pray for his happiness and peace of mind. I will try to go on with my own without a drop of tear from my eyes. I am used to this. So my theory is a fact now. Falling in love is, indeed, a sign of weakness. I have allowed myself to be vulnerable. This is the price I have to pay.