It hurt. It hurt knowing that I wasn't allowed to talk to him. It hurt knowing that she was holding him. It made me shrivel up in pain. I have never felt this way before in my life. I am in complete love with him and he chose her. It's been almost two weeks without him and not one day goes by I do not think about him.
I wake up each morning knowing I screwed everything up. I go to bed each night knowing i wasn't worth it. He is worth all the pain I feel everyday and night. Not even my own sister will ever realize how I feel. I will marry him someday. I will have him. He and I were meant to be. That's the way it will be.
