I woke up. I went to school. Came home. Went to sleep. That's my pattern. Day after day. I don't like it, I don't hate it. I wish I was emotionless..
It's been seven months since i've been on my own. Almost a month has gone by and there isn't a day where i don't wake up and think about him. I hate myself for falling 'in love'. His name is Chris. We met, on the first day of seventh grade apparently, i didn't remember him. my freshman year, his group of friends started to bully me, because of Brayden.
Brayden would always pester me cause we would hook up every now and then. He got all of his friends to torment me. chris was among them. Then, my sophmore year, on our band trip to the SDSU High school band night, we were playing truth or dare, and we had to kiss a couple of times. After that, i was put in a group conversation with Chris, Tyler, a girl in the color guard Brianna, and my best friend Nicholas. Nic, for short.
One day, Chris told me i was too flirty with both him, and tyler, so i had to create individual conversations with them, and both Tyler and Chris had started to like me. Tyler explained why, and Chris felt bad, so he wasn't going to ask me out, which I wanted so very bad.Until finally, Chris gave up and asked me out.
We dated for seven months. That's actually a long time for a high school relationship.. But Then, the Sunday after our seven month anniversary, he decided to get drunk. At his best friends house. And Text me, to tell me it was over. Cause he couldn't handle the stress.
I didn't cry. Nope, not one tear. Then, he decided to facetime me, and well, let's say there were alot of tears, and most of them weren't mine. Sad right?
This past month, we've become best friends again, and he started haning out with one of my friends, Marrissa, more and more. So now, every day, I wake up. I go to school. i smile, I laugh, i pretend I'm not hurting at all, and i go home. I lay in my bed, put in my headphones, and drown the world away. I don't sleep much, i don't eat barely anything, and i repeat the process everyday. Days. That's all they are.
