Me and Her
We were both 15 when we met. She had this long brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. This huge smile, amazing laugh.
I fell. Looking back, harder than I thought I did. We were both in love. We would talk and talk and just have so much fun together. We needed each other.
It was 2 and a half years to the day when it ended. In the middle of the summer we always swore would be the best one of our lives. We had fought before, but this time was worse from her perspective. I figured we would get over it like usual. She didn`t.
I lost the girl I love. It`s been a couple weeks. I love her. I miss her. I want to be with her more than anything. It hurt a lot more than I expected and it still hurts. I feel like I have a hole in my heart that won`t fill, no matter what I do to take my mind off it.
Everyone says it`ll go away. At some point I know it will. It most certainly feels as though it won`t. Every second aches with the pain of a hundred years.
I hope she misses me. I hope it`s as unbearable for her as it is for me.