it was a miserable night.
she laid in her bed, preparing herself for that
break up text, waiting. and time never seemed
so slow as it did in that fleeting moment. and
once her phone lit up and vibrated, her stomach
> dropped < and her heart raced. she read it, over
and over and over again, until she had it memorized.
she text her bestfriend in the whole world at 12:00 AM,
but she was asleep. everyone was asleep. but her.
how could she sleep? she was broken. there was no one
to talk to. there wasn't a thing to do but cry. and cry, and
cry, and cry. she turned off her phone, threw it under
her stuffed animals, and sobbed uncontrollably. her smile
she always had on her face was gone. this was something
a bandaid couldn't even fix; ( the wound was too big ). she
could only pace, praying, hoping he'd change his mind,
and take it all back. she hoped it was all a dream, and she'd
wake up the next day and breathe a h.u.g.e. sigh of relief.
and then; she lost hope. he never changed his mind, and it
wasn't a dream. like i said-
it was a miserable night.
mineeee.
this happend.
and i hated it.
this is for anyone
who had to go through
what i did. and it
majorly sucks, and i
feel for you. <3