Im gonna start at the very beginning, my first ever boyfriend. I was in a group home, im not gonna lie being taken away wasnt as bad as I thought it was. There was a boy, I liked him. He was very funny and I loved how he always played with his hair, but I broke the girl code, I started dating my best friends brother. We held hands, we said I love you, we were close to haveing are first kiss, but then somebody tatled. Its forbidden to have a relationship in a group home, but I didn't care I keeped us a secret, but my enemy told on us, I was not allowed to be near him at all, but I always found a way, ALWAYS. then the day came, I finally got to go home, I visted him every 2 mouths becuse I loved him so much, but I had to let him go, the distance teared me apart, I couldn't hadle it. I broke up with him even though I still loved him. It was better for both of us. I do miss him very much and ill never forget how cold his hands were and how I would warm him up every time, and how whenever sombody hurt me he would protect me, he was only 9 but when you love sombody enough, age is the last thing you think about. Love is a GREAT thing but be prepared to be heart broken.
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😭💔.... The story of a broken heart.... 💔😭
Non-FictionThis is a short story. This story is indeed about MY love life. This is all true so please dont give me hate. I feel like I can trust you guys, this is a story mainly about a boy named Ty who broke my heart, but I will tell you a boy it all started...
