Catching Me (Being Edited) ✔

The Way I Loved You (5)

So I'd just like to say, that I need a little bit of time off writing this story. It's bringing too many bad memories back, and It's a fresh year, and I don't want to feel that way anymore. I'm not sure how long my break will be, but I hope you will continue to read once I've picked this story up again. I may go and write a cliche story in between, I'm working on one and as far as know there are no events in it that will make me feel bad. I hope when it's up you will check it out.

Guy on the side is playing Craig.

Taylor Swift song, kind of lacking a song from her.

I hope you comment, vote and fan me if you like this story. When I do come back the person who's left me the best comment on here will have a dedication.

Tell people to check it out.

Hope you like it.

Rosie

xoxo

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        Love is one word and made up of four letters. One of the only words in the English language and that can create its opposite.

    I cried today... Not because I miss you... Or even wanted you... But because I let you go and didn’t hold on to something that was good and perfect in my life. That’s the story of my life and that’s a story that will be within my heart forever more. I couldn’t even tell you those three words. I couldn’t even mutter those eight words honestly to you. You hate me because I lied by pulling out your heart with a simple kiss. You always thought I was out of your league, but you weren’t. It’s just; I wasn’t ever going to be good enough for you.

    Three months it took for you to fall in love with the girl with the broken heart. I didn’t want to love again; I didn’t think it would be waiting around the corner in the form of Jordan Davey. He was a perfect boyfriend, but I was his first girlfriend and so he was going to try his best. I was his first kiss. I was his first love. He was so innocent, and if it had been any other time in my life, I doubt I would have given him a chance. I wish just for a moment I knew what it was like to love him. I regret that above anything else in my life, and I didn’t know why I couldn’t get there with him. So, I thought breaking up with him seemed like a better option.

    Love always seems to end in heartbreak. It’s just the crash and the burn, and then the end. It’s all over and you can’t return because you’ve left too much mess behind. What would've happened if I’d fallen by now? Would you still be chasing after me or would have you turned out the same? He was a broken boy with a broken heart and a messed up mind. I cry when I wake up because I dream about you...But in my dreams I’m smiling because of the memories we shared together. But then I wake up and my tears have stained my face because we had our last kiss and it wasn’t god who tore us apart. It was all because of me.

     I pull on a pair of jeans, slip on some sneakers, and tie my hair into a messy bun. I put a little bit of eyeliner on, some lip gloss, and that was it. I walk down the stairs and into the kitchen. My brother's in the kitchen and clearly didn’t expect me to come into the room.

    His eyes go over me and he asks with a hint of concern, “Are you feeling okay?”

    “Yes,” I didn’t wear jeans very much, and he is left a little confused because he expects me to wear a short outfit rather than jeans and sneakers. I was going to school, and this was out of character. I just smile and put some bread in the toaster.