3.5 weeks out

It's been two and a half weeks.  I haven't heard from him in a week.  It's starting to really sink in that this is real.  This isn't a trial run.  I'm giving him the space he needs to grieve but in the meantime I highly doubt it is doing anything for "us."  There will never be an us again.  I'm trying to come to grips with this.  I really am.  But it is hard to grasp this with the timing of all of this.  I need closure, but I cannot get without being rude.  I'm in the no sleep, stress headache, stomachache era of a breakup.  I want to help him, but he is making it clear that he does not need me, and I'm pretty sure he does not love me either.  The shocking part?  I have made no contact but to respond to his two texts since d-day. I'm surprised and a tiny bit proud at this.  Back to another night alone...