I fell in love with a guy who was probably the wrongest and most toxic person for me, but I fell for him anyway... and I fell hard.
Then came the day when I finally decided to stop fooling myself and realised that he never truly cared about me, and that he never actually wanted to grow old with me, and that he never loved me.
All he had done was lie to me and hurt me, and it all hit me so hard. I was no longer falling- I had crashed.
My bones were smashed into pieces, my heart was torn, my soul was heavy and filled with sorrow, and everything ached- my head, my chest... my entire body.
And you know what ?
I decided to start feeling better.
I decided that I had to stop feeling this way.
I had to stop caring about and having feelings for a guy who never cared about me.
I had to stop worrying about what people thought of me,
I had to stop being unhealthy the little things in life,
I had to start enjoying the little things in life,
I had to start trying new things, and I had to start living...
I had to start being happy.
