Faking It

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I hate feel like this. I can't stop the nauseating feeling that makes me want to crawl into a ball. Or the sobs and tears that shake my body uncontrollably. All I can do is just let it happen.

Romance sucks. It makes you feel strong, and in the hat of the moment it makes you forget that you're really just making yourself vulnerable. So easily you can find yourself in pain. And this pain is still fresh from the cut. The cut of Myras success in Travis' game.

What sucks even more is that I can't even bring myself to know who really instigated the cut. Was it Travis for starting the fake relationship? Or myself who gained real feelings for him?

It's a mess. How we started out as just a prankster and a prank victim. This romance story twisted and turned and grew into a jungle of ups and downs.

The boy and girl would go out together while the boy's heart was on someone else. They would become friends. The girl would find herself falling fast and uncontrollably for the boy. The boy's plan would work and he would run off with another. The girls heart would break. And yet, there was nothing she could do to stop it—even though she tried.

I'm such a fool for getting myself into this mess. The girl now, just has to deal with breaking her own heart. I broke my own heart. We faked the relationship. We faked the whole thing. And once something felt real...it had to be crushed. It had to be taken away.

I shouldn't have gotten so caught up in the fantasy. It was all fake. It was all part of a plan. All of it. We just followed suit of it.

All of it. No matter how real it seemed. No matter how real it felt.

We were only faking it.

edited:july15,2020