Dear Freya,

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Have you ever felt it? The pain of heartbreak? The pain of losing someone you love? The pain of knowing that you'd never see them again? Or even worst... The pain of the one you love betraying you?

I felt it, all too often. I felt it the day he left, I felt it the day he told me he had a new best friend, even a girl friend, I felt it when he spoke so highly of his new home, friends. I felt it the day he sent a text not meant for me, the text that spoke of how he was only nice to me because out parents were friends, or because I was fat and no one else like me. Oh how I felt the excruciating pain when he said he lied about his love for me.

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I moved on, slowly at first, then quickly, the pain and hate masking my feelings for him, and soon my memories. He was nothing but a distant friendship I had when I was younger.

2 years passed and here we are now, sophomores in high school. It really benefited meeting Arizona that one day, we became closer and she introduced me to her friend group, well now our friend group. Ride or die I guess you could say, they were really there for me the days I was happy, the evenings I would starve, the nights I'd want to die. Arizona, Wisteria, Nathan, Luke, Gerald, they were mine, the friends I always wanted, all of them made up for the one of Colton. With them I was unstoppable, I was happy, genuinely happy.

I met them freshman year, at the lunch table Arizona sat at. I remembered how terrified I was, thinking I wouldn't fit in. That group accepted me with open arms and loving hearts.

As a gift Colton's family gave me the piano, I haven't been able to play it for years, I don't really even look at it. Now that I don't play the piano I feel empty, I don't have any other talents, but my friends also help me through that.

Yep, Colton was a hurricane, after he ripped through me, the aftermath was devastating.