"This heartbreak was not poetic. It was not beautiful. It was painful, very fucking painful. It was hugging you for the last time holding the tears back in my eyes. It was walking away slowly at the hope you would call me back. It was running to my sister and crying in her arms. It was walking back to class crying. It was roaming around the hallways, skipping class, and crying. It was sitting in the counselors room, telling her everything through painful sobs. It was coming home and laying on the couch to cry some more. Heartbreak was not eating. Heartbreak was not talking. Heartbreak was no tv. Heartbreak was no music. Heartbreak was sitting on the bed staring at the wall doing nothing. It was forcing myself to get up every morning. It was desperately keeping myself from texting you or walking up to you at school. Heartbreak was reading through our texts and looking through our pictures and crying some more. Heartbreak was dreaming of you then waking up to realize it was just a dream. It was holding onto false hope that you’d realize what you missed out on and want me back. Heartbreak was nothing but days and weeks and months of missing you." - you ripped my heart to pieces and I’m still trying to piece it back together
"I love it when you hold my hand I love it when you pull me close and wrap your arms around me I love it when you kiss me I love it when I back away and you pull me in again I love it when you tell me I look really cute I love it when you send me smiley faces I love it when you look me right in the eyes I love it when you’re speechless after I sing a song I love it when I’m performing and I look up and you’re smiling I love it when you care about how I’m feeling I love it when you ask me how I’m doing even though I tell you I hate that question I love it when you joke with me I love it when you sing Wicked songs I love it when my phone lights up and it’s a text from you I love it when you text me back right away I love it when you apologize after taking a while to reply to me I love it when I walk over to you and you look up and smile I love it when you tell me good morning I love it when you caress my hand with your thumb I… really really love you" - but now it’s past tense