I loved a boy.
It was an exciting time in my life. We were friends for a few years prior to being in a relationship. And I thought that was it for me. But then I moved away...long distance was rough. He was so disconnected. I knew it deep inside, but I refused to accept that that was the case. We fought long and hard to keep it alive. But we couldn’t.
It ended...just a few days ago. And I don’t think I’ve felt heartbreak like that in a long while.
But it was nice. It was worth it. He’ll never see this, but if one day he does...
Thank you for loving me for as long as you could.












