It has been eight months since you left me with the worst excuse you could have told me. But dumb me I still freaking miss you when I am alone and sad in my room. You don't deserve it, you don't deserve me having our memories in a small part of my heart because you have treated me bad. You have treated me like if I was crazy and obsessed over you. I am not. I just think that I can't hate the boy who has treated me the best, making me feel beautiful and loved.
You said you loved me and I said I loved you back but now from the distance I know both of us knew it wasn't real, we couldn't love eachother in 2 weeks or maybe yes, I don't know anymore.
But now it is my time. You broke my self-esteem when you left, you broke me. Since you left I have been scared of being hurt again. And now I am tired of it, of you having this power on me. I am going to start loving myself again, to find a new boy who won't leave me like you did. Find myself and don't care about you. Or at least I will try. Because I deserve it, I really do.
Now it is my time to finally forget about you...