Journal Entry:
I didn't know how it was possible for someone's love to amplify significantly even after you've already lost them. Love can be the drive for the most horrendous - but also some damn beautiful things in life. If love is a peaceful, loving state of mind and energy, why does it hurt so much? Love, when mixed with heartbreak, is the mother of all pain.
For the longest time, I wanted to believe that someone out there was willing to go above and beyond with love for me as I always do for others. I believed it when I met Miles, however I (clearly) was proven otherwise. How can someone say 'I love you' to your face, and change their mind so damn quickly afterward? Miles, you truly were the Yin to my Yang; the peanut butter to my jelly. I want to know where it all went wrong. What could I have said that could have changed all of this into what it is now?
I never did find out what led to the day Miles broke up with me. He hadn't mentioned nor showed his concern over anything and decided to leave me in the dark and waltz out of my life through the library doors. If you loved me, why did you waste my time? Why did you make meW feel like we had something? I was just another girl you took to the pizzeria- which I still can't get over. How foolish of me to seriously treasure a place that had the same worth to you as a convenience store. That's all it was-for convenience.
They say time heals all wounds; that over time, you're just supposed to learn to get over it. I'm glad Miles healed his wounds in less than 24 hours, but mine? Mine are cut open and poured lemon juice on every day. If anything, time makes things worse. Time takes you further away from the person, from the memories. Time makes the other person forget about you.
My heart hurts for you, Miles. What really broke me was seeing that I really didn't seem to mean anything to you. Was I just supposed to be a pizzeria girl who coincidentally turned into something more? Did you flirt your way into a relationship that you later regretted?
Other girls spend breakups eating junk food, watching raunchy, corny movies and crying over their exes. They accept that they won't get the closure that they need and accept it. I give them 3 weeks tops until they're onto the next. I don't blame them, I mean what else can you do? Unfortunately for you, Miles, I am not other girls. I need my closure.
And I won't stop until I get it. Until I get you.
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No One Else (Asa Butterfield)
FanfictionSamara is a heartbroken diarist who just can't seem to get over her ex-boyfriend, Miles (Asa Butterfield), who recently had broken up with her. To cope, she decides to open up an account with a fake name and a fake picture. What was a harmless way o...
