I feel like such a cliché. I always thought I wouldn’t be that type of teen. All my past relationships haven’t really been special. I never had that guy that took my breath away like he has.
I guess I never thought I’d be like that because I’ve never found the right one. I used to think I was “in love” but nothing and I mean nothing was compared to him.
What sucks is that now I’m realizing it was one sided. You know that saying, “Don’t know what you got til’ it’s gone.” That’s how it was. I didn’t realize how deeply I had fallen for him until I really lost him.
Now, the hardest thing to do is move on. I don’t want to but I know I have to. I mean, I know I will eventually but it’s the hardest thing ever right now. He’s telling me to stop talking to him and that’ll help me” but it won’t. Whenever I don’t talk to him I’m just thinking about him. Thinking that “woulda, coulda, shoulda.”
He could say the meanest shit to me and I would just want to make him feel better. Things now a days are just hard to analyze. People are just such good liars.