It all started two years ago when we got introduced. I would do any thing to go back to that day. To save myself all the heartbreak, tears, and misery. That's where I'll stop myself this isn't going to be a depressing story but I'm not gonna sugar coat it either.. Sorry. I'll tell you a little bit about me. I'm fifteen years old, 5'6, dyed hair, and brown eyes. However that shouldn't matter considering looks aren't everything. I was on Facebook talking to my best friend at the time. He felt bad because I had been single for years. So he introduced me to his friend lets say H. He told H that I didn't have many friends which was true because people suck. But so does being lonely. H was 6'1, brown hair, green eyes, and a common fuckboy hair do. Looks aren't everything remember that. We talked all day and all night 24/7 so I didn't have an option but to get attached. We were both in the wrong head space for any type of relationship yet we made it work. How? Something about being in love messes with your head. After about a month of talking we stopped. No reasoning. No explanation. Nothing. A year went by. Some would say the worst year of my life. Would I say that? Without hesitation. I had given my all to someone who just left. I can't blame everything on him though because I never made an effort to contact him either. I was immature. I missed him more then anything. In that one year time frame I had picked up many bad habits. I had started drinking, smoking, sleeping around, and self harming.
One month after he left-
Dairy page number one~
"I used to think everything happened for a reason but then I met you. You destroyed me more then I thought was possible. Its partly my fault. I've always been told to never put my happiness into someone else's hand."
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It Was Always You... A Tale Of Heartbreak And Misery...
RomanceMy perspective on love was always different then his. I was scared to love him yet there I was loving him. He left me like I was nothing. But I am nothing right? Wrong.
