Nothing but Heartbreak // short stories

Scenario #1: Why?

Why do I still love him? He doesn't love me anymore I get that, really. But he used to, I know that for a stone cold fact. I also knew, that he wasn't happy with me, and I did absolutely nothing about it. He hadn't left me yet though so why should I have worried? I was only setting myself up for heartbreak, torturing myself...It didn't feel like torture at the time though. At least I was happy, and that's all that mattered right? I let him lie to me for a month, telling me that he still loved me, but he only said it to spare me...he thought it would make it better if he didn't tell me. No, I knew he wasn't happy, but I didn't know why. See it didn't matter if HE was happy, because I was...I was happy because I was with the perfect guy. Don't get me wrong, he WASNT, perfect, but he was to me, and still is for some reason. I loved him for reasons such as; he's in band, he's very musical, he's goofy, he's not afraid to be himself around people. Even the little things such as; every kiss was like our first, he wasn't afraid to call me his, when he wrapped his arms around my waist and buried his face in the crook of my neck. We used to fight a lot though...well, I'd fight and he'd kind of just put up with it. Then the next day would come and I would still be pissed but all he had to do was kiss me on the nose and everything was perfect again. You know what I don't understand? How do you fall out of love? Unless you just never loved that person in the first place, but he did...he did love me, once. We were together for 11 months, in case you were wondering...and out of those 331 days I learned that he is nothing like most guys, or any guy for that matter. He was honest, and loving, and kind...he never really showed his emotions but all you had to do was look in his eyes and somehow I understood everything he was trying to say when he gave me the smallest glance. Don't base your happiness on a person, cause the funny thing is that one day you'll give everything to the person you love and all they end up doing is throwing it away... He did a good job with that part. I guess I shouldn't be this concerned about it, after all we're only freshmen, But that's the thing. I can't  even begin to fathom how awful this year would've been without  him. Maybe it would feel like I do now; sick, stressed, depressed, lonely....I have friends who are there for me, or they try to be. They only make me feel worse though, saying that I'm going to be okay and that he never deserved me. You see, that's where they're ALL wrong, because he deserved me more than any other guy in that hell hole called hisghschool ever did. The people who call themselves my 'friends' never even gave him a chance to be happy with me though so who are they to tell me who's good for me, when he didn't even have the chance to prove that he was? I guess that's just how it goes...they aren't my friends anymore, because they ruined the one thing I truly cared about. When you think about it, I guess you could say that they are the real heartbreakers...he just came along to finish the job. I still love him though...and I always will...