Well here goes...
It started with little text messages, flirty comments and some small glances but it quickly turned into the largest part of my life so far.
A 7 month reletionship (doesn't sound alot) with someone I planned to be with forever. He became my best friend, the person I would confide in and my entire world.
But I'll cut you the soppy details, as how it happens is kind of obvious to most. We fell in love, I couldn't imagion my life without him or with anyone else, I was truely happy.
Then as you guessed it ended. He moved to wales, wouldn't be able to see me blah blah blah...
However he still remains at my school. So now I endure every day of seeing his face, seeing him making other girls laugh and watching him go about like he just doesn't care. Thats the worst part.
So when this all first came crashing down I tried to glue it back together, sent him messages of how much he meant to me, to get an extremely limited response. So I gave up, told him to fix it. He never did. So I tried to move on, flirt with other guys, have fun. It didn't even come close to fixing it.
Then I started talking to ---- he made me smile, laugh, gave me butterflies and I thought I could finally start to pick up the pieces. How wrong was I? He changed, went cold.. made me want to cry all over again and he gave me no reason as to why he was being like this.
And now we are back to square one. There was a 'party' my ex was there. When we both sobered up we talked, spoke about everthing. I felt so happy to be in his arms again, so complete.
Now everyone is talking about him and some other girl, at this SAME party...
My feelings I guess are pretty obvious. And now I'm going to post about this malarky of my life, and no it doesnt just involve my heart break. I'm that girl everyone loves to talk about, the one everyone judges so on here I'm writing the truth. Every last drop of it.
