He broke my heart but, I still love him. I hate love, he ruined it for me. He made me feel like I was perfect even though I knew I wasn't. I felt like nothing could hurt me. I was stupid enough to fall in love and now I'm facing the consequence.
No matter how many times I try to move on I think of him and his perfect ocean blue eyes, his perfect smile, and his sweet, protective personality and I know that I can't be mad. But ever since we broke up I've been trying to be the bigger person, and actually be nice but, he hasn't been the slightest bit kind to me. And I still love him. I've tried to act mad at him before but it didn't work, I took one look at his eyes, and I fell in love all over again.
Loving him was a roller coaster, loving him was painful, loving him meant giving all of me to him, loving him wasn't something I chose, loving him isn't something I could take back, and I wouldn't want to ever.
Book 1- Loving Series
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