202 Days

Chapter 1

They say all love stories are the same. Like Belle and the Beast, or like Tate and Violet, their love stories defined them. It proved that no matter the circumstances, they loved each other, and nothing was going to change that. They trusted one another so much, that every couple now days strive to be exactly like them. They want a happy ending. And I mean, who wouldn't want a happy ending? You get to stand side by side with your one true love for the rest of their life. You get to snuggle up to them on your worst days, knowing that they'll always be there to guide you through them. But honestly, no love stories are the same. Every single one comes to a crippling end.
He came into my life when I was at my worst. Everything around me had just crumpled up and was thrown into the fire, but he, he salvaged the main things; even if they were burnt to a crisp.
Now yeah, it's pretty stupid to think that there's a Prince Charming out there for you, but maybe he was mine. He was the only thing I looked forward to in the mornings. He was the reason I lost sleep, but it was worth it. He's the reason why I'm back where I started.
Our love story was beautiful, but tragic. It changed every inch of me. And from the beginning, I knew he was going to hurt me. I knew when things ended, I was going to be the one left suffocating.
Right now, he doesn't care about how I'm doing. He's busy with another girl, having fun, like we used to. And the shitty part is, I'm still seeing him places. I know exactly how he's doing, or how happy he is, or how he has shoved my name so far out of his vocabulary that scientist are going to use it to name a new planet. And it sucks. All of this sucks. He doesn't even realize all this torture he has bestowed on me. He will never realize how much I miss him.