Heartbreak. It's rough,it really is. You feel like you'll never move on and that he's it for you. My first love broke my heart. The pain was unbearable. I lost my appetite every time I saw something about his new girl on social media. I thought it was because of me. I thought, what is wrong with me? I thought it was all my fault and I regretted every second that I ever said anything mean to him. I would cry myself to sleep and the tears just wouldn't stop. I'd wake with swollen eyes, and lie hiding that I was crying. I'd tear up every time I would think of him at the most random times. One of the hardest parts was getting used to not talking to him everyday. I'd wonder how his day went and what he did that day. I'd miss the Friday lunch dates we would have and then just cuddling and watching movies for the rest of the night. He broke my heart and acted like he didn't care. He betrayed his word to me promising I was his and he was mine. That's what I think was the most hurtful. He didn't keep his word. He said he'd loved me but made it seem so easy for him to end things with me.
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PuisiAn amateur writer just simply writing for the purpose of trying to express jumbled thoughts. Also for others with difficulty expressing thoughts, to relate to.