“You think about him every single day. You wonder if he thinks about you too. You tell yourself he doesn't and its probably true. You wonder why you wasted so much of your time on him... then the memories start to play back again. A tear streams down your cheek. You try to lay down and get some sleep. But no. Its too difficult. Your mind preoccupied by him. His smell, his hair, his laugh, his everything. All the things you hate about him become the things you miss most. a song comes on, a burning sensation weighs down your heart. this was our song, you think to yourself. Those countless hours you spent trying to be perfect for him mean nothing. You would do anything , you did anything for him. He was your first for many things. That's why when you try to move on, try to find yourself a new lover, you can't. because in the end you compare him to every other boy. Why? when you know he doesn't compare you to the next girl and the girl after that to you. Because you cared about him way mo”
