All You Had To Do Was Stay

She lost him.

My eyes have gone red, all of my body hurts; I've never felt broken in my whole life. I can't sleep, eat or even live my life with blissfulness. I keep on pacing back and forth thinking about what he had said and wishing he had stayed.

Feeling my throat aching, I try to lay down on my bed with my lights fully out. As I lay down in the total darkness in my chilly room, I hope to wake up feeling better the next morning. I'm crying myself to sleep not hoping for my parents to know that I'm in pain. Why? Because I'm just casually showing them that I'm a tough girl and that I'm strong enough to handle this kind of situation and to prove them that I don't need no boyfriend.

But the fact is, I'm not.

I keep on hurting. It keeps on going back in extremely swift flashes, like a kaleidoscope of memories which all comes back. But he never does anyway.

Then, I started realizing that I have lost myself for being too broken which is the worst part of it all and I'm still finding a way to get it back.

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To be continued...