Broken happy ever after. Delusion romantic rampage.

I let my feelings bottled up. Avoiding mentos get through it.

May 23, 2019: The day we should have started talking. Maybe it was through quick add, maybe through a mention, but somehow on that day we crossed paths. Yet we never said one word to each other.

July 19, 2019: I started talking to somebody else via snapchat. We decided to meet up the next day so I could meet him and his friends.

July 20, 2019: I met everyone, Brycen, Carter, Andrew, Spencer. That’s the day everything took a turn. We all started hanging out nearly everyday. I started talking to more of there friends via snapchat.

August 22, 2019: The day we met. Brycen messaged me after school and told me to go to the mall to hangout with some people I haven’t met yet. You and I got along really well. That night you asked if I wanted to ft, and we did. 4 hours.

August 23, 2019: You told me to go to the mall again, we were meeting up with your friend Luis and some of my friends. We all bonded that night, and looking back on it that’s the night we both knew.

August 24-29, 2019: We hung out everyday, getting closer and closer. We even started asking each other who the other one liked even though we already knew. We FaceTimed every night, each time breaking our previous record. Eventually, I got the courage to tell you, and just like magic you liked me back.

28 days...we have only known eachother for 28 amazing days, and I can’t wait for 28 to turn into 56, and 56 to 84. If only we started talking on May 23, 2019.

You don't love me. You never did. It was all a figment of my imagination.

When everyone you have ever loved dies, maybe it's better if they run away from you...


Maybe you loving them is a curse.

“You said my love don't mean a thing. 

How much I love you

That's 'cause you don't know how much I love you”

🎵

I sit here, alone. As always. That is how I get through life. Alone. My dad passed away a few years ago. My mom 12 years before that. My sister died a few days ago. That's it. That's all. I have no family left... what to do?

Ugh. No blood left. No one. It's all up to me now. How? How do I make it in this world with no one?

So long. Farewell. I stopped paying attention to you long ago... when you tried to convince me that certain things never happened between us. So long. Farewell. Liar.

I just read our messages from about a year ago.. it just makes me so sad to think about how close we were to getting back together. We were so close. If I wouldve hung out with you during winter break like I told you I was going to, then we probably would be together. You and I would’ve had time together, which would make us be together. You wouldn’t have met your new girlfriend. just thinking about it all makes me so heartbroken. I love you and miss you... come back to me.