Well, towards the end of 8th grade, me and jack were everything. We texted, i went over to his house and hung out with him. We were the power couple. We had everything i always dreamed that we would have. But as they always say, love never has a happy ending.
We, stopped texting. Stopped late night calls. Stopped writing letters. We just, didn't have time for a relationship between his swim and my softball/ soccer schedule. But we never really ended it. We just, stopped talking and that basically means "i'm sorry but i can't do this anymore".
And i cry about it. people think i don't care, but i do. i hate showing my emotions but at night, i lock my room door and cry. it sucks to look back at all our wonderful memories, and realize i'll never have anything like that again. i don't deserve anyone, i was the one who made all the mistakes in this relationship, so why should i try for anything or anyone else?
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Love Letters: 7th through 9th Grade
ChickLitSo me and one of my best friends, who is also a writer, have decided that we both are going to write letters about our crushes and tell how they have affected us and our lives. This is probably going to be deep in feelings so yea...
