Just Friends in the End

No longer my Job

        It’s been exactly 2 weeks. And the more time away the more time I forget about him. But it sucks. I see him 2 times a week. Friday was okay I had a friend to comfort me. But he played tug of war with me with my head phones. So technically he wouldn’t let me have my headphones. Seeing him laugh and smile melted me. Then on Sunday I couldn’t stop crying in the bathroom. At church. And it wasn’t even all because of him. It was about every bad decision I have ever made. Every decision. I hated it. I even walked home. But while walking back home. I never made it home. I ended up at my old school. My old church. And then a friends house. Then I ended up at church again.

        And I had a lot of time to think. But in my neighborhood. There are a lot of memories there. I passed where we first kissed. I passed where we laid in the middle of the street and talked in the night. I miss it all. All the little things. He snapchatted me today and I almost replied “Your so cute.” Then I realized I can’t do that anymore. And It sucks. It truly does. I just wish I could get over him. But whatever I do I can’t. I know it’s only been 2 weeks. And I truly loved him that’s why it’s taking so long. I should just be able to get over it so I don’t hurt. But I believe no matter how much I try to get over him. It will always hurt.