Do you ever get that feeling where you just wanna smash everything, feel sorry for yourself and pretend none of it ever happened? The dates, the kisses, the " I love you's... " They're all just a bunch of lies... I wish I could say I still loved him, but after what he did, I'm not sure I could ever love anyone again... I don't have anymore of my heart left to give... I woke up the next morning to see everything she had owned and brought with her, gone. All of it, just completely vanished. What happened last night? I rubbed my head because of the massive migraine I had. All I remember is telling her I loved her... And what do I get in return? An empty house. No laughter, no smell of perfume, no makeup stains... Every single trace of her ever being here, was gone.
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