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Untitled Part 52

Mitch's POV

I can't believe it.

I can't believe that I thought something would happen between us.

I can't believe that I was stupid enough to fall for you, when all you did was crush me as if it was nothing to you.

What did you mean when you sent me winking emoticons?

What did every hug mean?

Did it hold any significance to you?

Was I just some meaningless person after all of this time?

Our conversations that lasted hours and hours- did it ever cross your mind that it makes my heart speed up whenever I get a message alert and I hope and pray that it's you?

You were the ray of sunshine in my life, Scott. You were the moon to my dark skies and the rain to my barren desert.

And the fact that I was naive enough to have my hopes up, the fact that you meant something to me, the fact that seeing your face and hearing your voice made me happy to wake up in the morning.

And you crushed that.

You threw that away. You crumpled it up, smashed it beneath your feet, and tossed it into the garbage can.

You made me happy.

Even now that you've finished telling me about the guy that invited you to sleep over at his house, I still care about you. I would still walk across miles of steaming coals and swim through ocean after ocean, just for you.

It hurts, Scott. It really, really hurts.

I have given you my heart.

And I don't think that I'll ever get it back.

A/N: It's really short, sorry. Just trying to get back into the swing of things.