As the days passed I hoped that, I could be with him forever. Most people say that but it's different. He makes me better he fixed me. He's like a drug. And I'm addicted. I'm so scared that he will leave me or, something bad would happen to him. I've never loved someone so much before and, I'm afraid. I'm afraid that he will leave me and I'll be worse than before. I'm afraid that he will find someone better. I'm afraid that he doesn't love me.
Anytime we had the chance we would spend time together. Sometimes we went to his grandparents house. His grandparents cared for me. I've never had a connection with my grandparents so, I loved having a connection with them. His family took me in and cared for me. I never wanted it to end, never... but everything comes to a end at some point, right?
After just 3 months I started to feel bad. Not because I cheated or anything but, because I felt like I didn't give him enough. He made me so happy and I felt like I didn't do the same. So... I made the hardest decision I've ever made, I had to leave him. All of my biggest fears were coming true. I knew that he would do better without me. I knew that I was holding him bad from accomplishing his dreams. I knew he could find someone better than me. I knew that I wasn't good enough. For the next few days I enjoy the time we have. I didn't want to leave but, I knew that I had to. I would do anything to make him happy even, if it means taking anyway the one thing that makes me happy.
Today is the day... I have to leave I can't hold him back anymore. I tell him to come to the school field. For the last time I hug him. For the last time I kiss him.
"I want you to know that I'll always love you. No matter what happens you'll always have my heart."
I say trying to hold back the tears.
"I'll always love you"
He says holding me.
"I'm sorry"
I hug him tight.
"What's wrong?"
He says.
"We have to break up. You can do better"
My voice cracks and I start crying.
"What no."
That's all I hear. It's like my hearing was blocked... I couldn't hear anything. I wipe away my tears.
"You should go."
I say pushing away trying to stay strong.
"Okay"
The last words I hear. My heart drops as I see him walk away. He had no emotion almost like he didn't care. As I was walking home I look at my phone.
*are you sure you want to do this?*
He texts me. No I don't want to I want you. I type but delete it. This is the best for him I can't hold him back anymore.
*yes*
I type back. Once I reach my house I take off my shoes and, go to my room. I flop on my bed and start crying.
"Why would you do that?"
I say between breaths.
"Please don't say I did"
I scream into my pillow.
*okay*
I get his text. I then go into my camera roll and look at pictures of us. My crying filled the room. My world shattered around me. I was broken beyond repair. I lost everything. I threw my phone at the wall. Curled up on the bed tears roll down my face. I get up and grab my phone. Wiping away my tears I start to delete the pictures.
"Please find someone better"
I whispered to myself while deleting a picture of him smiling.
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A sad love story
Non-FictionThis is my love story. Based on a true story. I won't be using a name for the guy.