I was shaking so hard, I could barely get the door unlocked. I just got the door shut behind me when I sank to my knees and fell apart. I cried so hard I was nearly convulsing. I had never felt such raw emotions in my life. I felt like someone had ripped my heart out of my chest and tore it to pieces. I curled into a ball on the floor and tried desperately to disappear. But no matter how small I got, I was still here. I still existed. And for a short while, I thought I had mattered to someone. I guess I was wrong. I mattered to no one.
I didn’t know someone could cry that much, I thought the tears would run out. They don’t.
But the absolute worst was when people asked if I was okay. Because then I had to admit that it was real, it happened, and we weren’t together anymore.
I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.
And I see I’d love to spend the night
But you found someone else to lay beside
And I know it makes sense
But it’s like sand in my eyes
Maybe I was meant to be left behind
It scares me when they report a dead body or a deadly accident in your town. Because I think its you. And i really don’t want you to be gone forever.
Everything i learned about breaking hearts i learned from cw.
Anonymous asked: Is there a certain way to flirt with other girls? Like my flirting game with guys is terrible as is and I feel like even venturing out into flirting with girls is just going to be the death of me ;-;. Sorry about the anon, just don't care to have people question my sexuality.
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