Why we broke up [Editing]

Stuck in love

I wonder when we began to fall in love. How we fell for each other.

I don't think it can be put in words though. I don't think it happened in ways that we can recall. Maybe it just happened, so fast we couldn't see it coming. Maybe, everyone could saw it except us.

We went official on June 5th. On Wednesday. That was our second kiss. Just before stepping into your music class, I was going in sciences and I was conplaining about it. That's when you asked if I wanted to pass a good class. Without waiting for any kind of answer, you ran your hand up my back and sort of pull me toward you, then kiss me.

After all, I did pass a great class. Because I couldn't help but smile and think of you.

Then, you began to accompany to every class or so. You would walk me to it and then, go catch yours.

They say third time's the charm, it was. That time, I grabbed your hand, as the hallway emptied itself, I told you to wait, wait for god knows what, wait before heading into History, then I kissed you.

Aryn and Andrea said with a smile that we were cute.

I remember, when Andrea was just about to get with Lucas, I remember her telling me that Josh had said that you were the most romantic one. It made me smiled because I knew it was true.

But to me, Josh had said to look after you and not to hurt you.

Then summer came upon. So did the end of school.

That is when I began to have those panic attack, as you would call them. It was sort of me, panicking as hell and feeling unsecured and all. Those times were when all I thoughts was bad thoughts. Back then, you used to have the words to comfort me. In the beginning, but it kind of changed with the time.

On the day of your birthday, on June 26th. I wasn't expected to attend to your birthday, I had brought you a gift, which you acted like you liked, I don't even think you used it, still.

On July 12th, I went to Old Ochard Beach, we didn't had much opportunities to talk so I decided to write you some letters. There were fourteen in the end. The last one was dated on July 23rd and I had wrote you a sort of story. That I lend you on July 28th

This story related our relationship.

I included the part when, in English class, I had written some quotes I liked in your agenda and signed with a heart. You had asked if I was sure the heart didn't belong to Josh.

I don't know why we never ended the Facetime call, I think it's because you asked me not to. So we got our good night and good morning as well, since it went all night long.

We had that thing with infinity, then again, a romantic concept. You'd say that your love for me was bigger than infinity itself and I'd say that I love you to infinity and beyond.

I don't think we measured the magnitude of our words.

I think we never did. Because we promised things, we said things. That was all words. It could have meant nothing. That was the thing with words, sometimes they have a meaning, sometimes they don't.

But us, we were both stuck with the love of romanticism. The concept of it. And maybe, we were stuck with our love too.