emma's pov.
I sit on my couch with cheez it's in my hand watching tv. His voice keeps replaying in y head. His touch still lingers on my body. He still stays on my mind. I feel a tear drop down and I quickly wipe it. I cant beat myself up over this. Everyone goes through a breakup. Everyone has their heartbreaks. Mine just seems to hurt more and last longer. He doesn't love me. He doesn't like me. He toyed with me. He left without hesitation. Never looking back once. He didn't deserve a second chance.
You ever see romance sitcoms on tv and your heart aches. Not because you want what they have, but because seeing someone so happy in love makes you happy.
You ever follow the raindrops falling down the window and have a race with each drop to see which one meets the end first.
You ever step over the cracks or step in each box when you walk on the floor.
You ever miss somebody but can't reach out because what you had is no more and they won't respond the same.
You ever sit back and think, that these little things, excite or mesmerize us, and maybe that's why the little things also hurt the most?
Maybe that's why Ethan's little mistake of not listening hurt the most, because the little things that weren't his mistakes, made me love the most.
The little things matter. We have little time that's being wasted when it could've been spent making memories ignoring the past and negatives and living in the moment.
Because the little things matter.
We matter.
Our relationship matters.
Our friendship matters.
Our apologies matter.
Our feelings matter.
Our hurt matters.
Our love matters.
Ethan matters.
