It would be easier for me to start from the beginning all over again and tell you how it used to be and how I met and fell in love with that boy at the dance. However I gathered it would probably be a little bit of a waste.
See, I kept telling myself after we broke up that I had to stay happy and glad and thankful for what we had whenever I missed him.
I told myself this because i had already had time with him. I had spent most parts of a year by his side and all this had to come at a price of course... there was never any shared love on any of our parts.
Whenever I wish I had him again and I think of the fun we could of had together I don't need to dwell on it all too long before i remember that I had fun, and I had him already.
If there's something that i have learnt from heartbreak it's that you can have too much of a good thing and it begins to lose its original purpose, that is to fall in love.
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Midnight Messages [wattys2015]
ChickLitMessages from a boy, which are read over and over, to the point that it makes Amelia sick. It only takes her the same amount of time that she spends overthinking to type and send a response. [ please don't be put off by how many parts are in my st...