Tiny But Mighty

Adelaide

Remember the Holiday? We spent all day everyday together. We talked, we played shootout and you let me win I even let you know my phone password I let you go through my messages and photos. You would take my phone just to spam it of photos of me and to this day I refuse to delete them. Day after day we would grow as friends and every night we couldn't talk.. At all. On one of the days we went shopping with your mum and she let us stay at the food court and we talked for ages then we went looking for your mum. On the last day we were stuffing around and you hugged me that was the most amazing thing. You saw that I felt defeated and came up behind me and hugged me and asked what was wrong. That was our last day there. On the plane home you were all I thought about all of our great times together. We got back to Sydney and saw each other every weekend leading up to Christmas break. On Boxing Day I had a notification pop up on my phone saying that you had started following me on Instagram. So I messaged you straight away and you had gotten a phone and we messaged each other for hours on end day after day. I shut out everyone even my best friend just to talk to you. A few weeks later I saw the only photo of us together and you were just looking at me and I had to refrain myself from crying when I saw it, because before then the texts stopped popping up and all the photos you tagged me in became non existent. That's when I thought to myself what did I do? Why did all of it just stop? I asked you why all of it stopped and you shut me down. I asked if you still felt the way I do you very plainly said yeah that's it yeah. All of my friends kept telling me to forget you and told me to stop trying. I sat in my bedroom for 2 days straight nobody knew why, I didn't eat for two days because all I could think about was you and how upset I was that I lost you. The holidays came to an end and I saw your mum and had a lovely chat with her about Adelaide, she asked how Brisbane was without your company it was hard to actually tell her the truth. Then your little sister came running into my arms. After that one of my sisters was saying that your sister said that you talk about me a lot and we like each other... I came home that night and cried because I knew it was only one way;