Finally, junior year was here. I thought it would be the same. I finally got him out of my head.
Or so I thought...
Seeing him in my class made all those feelings and broken memories come crashing into my brain. Then, when his lips met hers, my heart ached the same. That's when I gave up on love.
Now I don't trust anyone, not even myself. She'll always be better than me because she can say whatever she wants without feeling dumb or worrying if what she said was stupid. Not me though. I'm just me and that's not good enough.
You broke me...
