It all started in 2009, my entire life changed, thanks to him. I saw him, I messaged him, I met him, I loved him, I love him. I messed up, we broke up, our 3 year relationship went away in 2012, and my life went grey, without his colour.
As far as people know we still live together, but our friendship isn't the same, we are just better at hiding the tension, hiding the pain.
He spends most of his time with pj and I spend most of my time alone, thinking of him, wishing that I didn't mess up, but I did.
I got angry. I was scared. People weren't accepting us. They didn't even know we were dating, but the hate we got was horrible. I broke up with him. I told him I didn't want to be with him. I told him I didn't live him. I lied. I lied to him everyday. I did love him. I do love him.
He is happy without me. He life is still full of colour. He is happy with her. He loves her. He doesn't need me. He isn't happy with me. He doesn't love me.

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I still love you (phanfiction)
FanfictionIdk what this is, I got inspired to write something 😂