I watch him walk past me in the hallways, him as in my ex best friend. Matthew Espinosa. My stomach dropping just at the sight of him, I missed him. More than anything. But no matter how hard it was to just not text him and apologize, I had to stay strong and keep myself away from him. Even if it killed me. Instagram...
Loving him hurt more than seeing him love somebody else. If any of you want to steal something from this story, you won't be dealing with me. You will be dealing with the laws of copyright. :)
"Maybe You Could Be My Happy Ending." Jack said while brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. If any of you want to steal something from this story, you won't be dealing with me. You will be dealing with the laws of copyright. :)