the end of days

the world has come to an end. for me, that is. after three long years of what i thought was a happy life, it all turned into a living nightmare.
"i'm breaking up with you." these words were deafening to my ears. i could not believe it! i would not believe it. i refuse to. how could this have happened to me? what did i do to deserve this horrific pain and sorrow?
looking back, i must have failed to read the signs or anticipate the coming of the apocalypse. i was so engrossed in my self-created perfect little world that i didn't realize what was happening right under my nose.
i met this guy during my first year in college. he seemed like a nice guy. he made me laugh. he knew how to make me feel special. he was sweet and kind... everything a girl could ask for. Or so i thought...
he was a liar, a cheater. yes, he cheated on me. do you know how much that hurts? its like somebody ripped your heart out, pinned it to the wall and threw darts at it over and over again. the pain is numbing. i felt nothing after finding out the truth. i couldn't think straight. all i wanted to do was sit on a corner and cry... cry my heart out until the hurt would go away. i did that for days end but the pain grew even worse.
this was not supposed to happen to me. i had my whole life planned out. i'm twenty years old but suddenly after only a few days, i felt like im thirty.