After are first and last date together thing started to go the way there again. I started to get worry, that I was going to lose you. I didn't want to because you where my everything. One day I remember me tell my self. That I was going to talk to you. About us getting closer so that day I look at my self In the mirror and told my self that I can do it. So that day we both came to school at the same time. I told you if we can talk. So we did and I told you that I felt like we we're drifting apart. So I told you how can we fix it. You look at me like if you want to brake up. I felt like you did and then you said ''Do you want to brake up ''. I think you said that because you did. I said no I don't then I asked you, then you look at me. I was scared and you just stood there. I asked you a again it took you a way.But you Finally said ''YES'' at the point I was dead inside. I consider myself lucky because when you said yes the bell ring. So I just left. Well I was walking to class I just started crying. One of my friends saw me and told me what wrong. She huge me and made me feel better. So then she tuck me to class and left. When in class I sit down and but on my hand phone and just listen to music. I started to cry again. I can't stop but I hand a anther friend next to me she also made me feel better. I still was cry but it was just a little bit now. It was a little bit until. Lunch when I was with one of my good friends he was a guy. I look at him and started to cry but a lot. I didn't what to cry so I started to laugh I looked crazy. Half of me was crying and the other half was laughing.My crying side win and I just gave up. I fell to floor and just sit there. All my friends came to to me and told me what happened. I can't speak but eventually I come down. They help me and they said thing to me to make me feel better. Now being in 6 per and still crying. I felt better only because I was with the people that care about me where there.
The day past and I just act like if I was ok but I wasn't. I wish someone told me that it was ok to cry and that it was ok to feel the way I was feeling but no one did. The next week we talk and you told me that you still love me but I really didn't believe you.
