Short Stories

Im in love with her

Im in love with her and I hate it.
She has hurt me so many times but I still love her.
She is part of the reason why I am depressed.
She is also why I can't stop smiling.
She broke up with me and I try so hard to move on but I cant.
I look at the trees and see the shade of brown of her hair in the bark.
I look at how the branches move in the wind but I see her hair.
How graceful it looks.

Sometimes before school when I'm picking put my clothes I grab the clothes that she liked on  me with realizing it.

My friends hate her because of how badly she has hurt me. I just..... I just need her.
Her smile, laugh, sent, her eyes. They calm me even during my worst anxiety attacks.

I'm in love with her and this hurts like shit.
Word of advice don't fall in love unless you know that there is a soft landing.