One day.

The truth

Let me tell you about my heartbreak. Its a rather meaningless story at first glance because, one might think "how could you possibly love him you barely knew the guy". Well, the reality is he didn't catch my eye at first, in fact I hardly noticed him. Little did I know that I was going to one day be, utterly and helplessly in love with him. To be quite honest my heartbreak might not be the worst of heartbreaks but, evidently it changed me forever. I like to think that he cared for me otherwise he wouldn't have spent so much time with me. However, countless of people have told me "if he cared for you he would have made it an effort to be with you". They were right. I loathed him, the taste of his name repulsed me. I was completely angered. But, I had no right to be angry because, he was never mine and you can't make anyone fall in love with you. The truth is loved him. I may be indecisive, confused and way to complicated, but, I was sure of one thing. I loved him. I would describe the extent of my love for him but, thats not the point of this entry. Ill never forget the day I found out he was "making out" with another girl. Let me tell you that hit me and it struck me in a way words fail to describe. One feeling I can tell that was prominent was disgust and betrayal. I remembered I laughed in disbelief And to maintain composure. The swelling of my eyes and the tears kicking in. That was the first part of my heart break. The second part was denial.