So I haven't written in a while, I know. But last Wednesday, I talked to him. He texted me because he had been talking to one of my best friends and he told her to tell me that he just wanted to be friends. I told her to tell him that we need to clear everything up. So she gave him my number and he texted me.
We talked. I told him that I wouldn't mind being friends with him but I warned him that I still liked him. He said that he didn't mind. And I asked him if he still likes me. He doesn't.
That's all that I'm going to mention.
I thought that I was going to be alright. As long as I knew how he felt I thought I'd be fine. I was wrong.
On Friday, I had my first drive in drivers ed. I did alright, but the instructor was a bit too quiet for me to hear, so I was tense and felt like crying. So after the drive, I went to my mom's car looking upset. Sadly, I couldn't keep hold of myself and cried. Right in front of my mom, I cried. She stared at me and I bit my lip to try and stop. Then, on the way home, I remembered how once he had held me in his arms when I was upset. He just held me there. And I wanted him back. I miss him. I miss all the memories we've had and I just want to die until I can have him back.
I had the urge to cut again on Sunday, but I felt fine. I think that everything is just gnawing at my heart and soul. I can't genuinely feel happy anymore.
If it weren't for two best friends of mine, I would have cuts all over my wrists. Thanks to my best friends.
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Diary of a Broken Girl
Teen FictionThis is the diary of a girl that just never seems to be happy for long...or at all. Will she ever find happiness and get her true love back? Or did he never love her and only use her for his happiness?
