The final breaking point.
She sits in class. Hair in a messy bun, no makeup. Why even try? She has nobody to imperess anymore. She watches as all her friend laugh and taunt each other back and forth. Normally she'd be right there in the middle of it all. But not today. She just can't put on that fake smile anymore. Everybody knows somethings wrong, yet nobody asks. What could have turned this popular, bubbly, beautiful girl, into this? They can't help but wonder. But she has to be strong. That's the only thing she's ever known. She hears someone in the distance say his name. That's all it takes. She can't hold it in anymore. The tears start falling. She's picturing his laugh in the back of her mind, knowing it will never be because of her. She goes home, cranks up the Taylor Swift, lays in his sweatshirt and just cries. What is he thinking? Does he miss her? She can't help but wonder. Has he let go yet? She looks through the saved text messages. All the " I love you babes" The " You're my world, I'll never hurt you" All the " Goodmorning beautiful's" And her leat favorite the " I'm sorry, I love you, but it can't work" She burries her head in the pillow, hoping that he knows. Just hoping he knows that all those times, will be in the back of her mind forever. She hope's he knows, how deeply in love with him she still is. ♥♥♥