The worst part about falling for someone is when they aren't there to catch you. Instead they are in the arms of someone who is absolutely perfect. Someone you could never catch up to. They are letting you fall into the never ending, bottomless pit. Also known as love.
They all told me to move on. But my first love stuck with me, even though he never loved me. I couldn't move on. But he hurt me too much. I needed to move on. So I tried my best. But instead of moving on, I kept falling deeper in that never ending pit called love.
(Just pretend Hayes is 15 and everyone else is 16. And I'm 15 too. Thanks!)