The Tragic Love Story of Emorie Jane

She didn't know how to feel. Was it wrong to be mad? Mad at the boy who had just told her he just didn't feel the same anymore?

To feel betrayed by the one person she would have done anything for? She would have swam across oceans for that boy.

But isn't that how it is with love? One person always loves more than the other..

You may not realize it at first, but sooner or later it becomes visible. Not in a big way, but in several little ways.

The goodnight messages become shorter. The phone calls become nonexistent. Those talks about the future he used to love to have? Yeah, he doesn't bring them up anymore.

He blames it on sports or school, but you know what it really is..

It's falling out of love.. Even before they could even begin.

This isn't a romantic, sweep you off your feet, love story. It's the exposed truth.