- day seven. the ex.
- June 26th, 2010
i fell for ou so fast and so hard. it was unlike anything i had ever ever experienced. i made my whole entire life about you. it was great, as long as your made life about me too. well, let's just say that didn't last. you didn't call me anymore, or talk to me on the phone. every time i called you i felt almost guilty about it. you were my everything. and then you didn't want to spend our one year anniversary with me. honestly, that was a huge fucking deal to me. a whole year of being with the same person. in fucking highschool. it doesn't happen that often. i found that journal used to keep, writing in it about you. i can't even believe how dumb i was back then. i was so stupid, making everything about you. my first love.
then, on day, i realized i was not in love with you anymore. it made me sick thinking of having you touch me, or me touching you. i just didn't want it anymore. i didn't want us any more. and so happened the breakup, in which my mother was pissed. absolutely furious that i broke up with you. she blamed it on people that had nothing to do with the situation.
i just want to tell you we just weren't meant to be highschool sweethearts, or lovers, or things like that. we are just too different. at least, back then we were.