Then it happened.
It's the only thing I was afraid of.
He fell out of love.
Now, I'm scared of the pain that's going to follow.
Like seeing him with another girl,
or hearing that he is doing great without me.
It hurts to think that I admired him, that
we became a thing in the middle of summer,
came a month before the school year started, we became together,
went through everything for a couple of months,
then hastily ended what we have just a month before Christmas.
It’s crushing me that I have to get used to living without him;
waking up in the morning not receiving texts from him,
not sending texts for him.
going through the day without hearing his voice.
going through the following months without feeling his lips, his body and soul against mine
because he’s gone.
We pushed each other away.
And now, I just want him back.
I want nothing else but to have him back
And I hope he feels the same.
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Published on January 11, 2016 23:00