I haven’t really posted in so long. But basically, I’ve broken up with my boyfriend.
And it’s honestly the worst feeling I’ve ever had in my life. It’s been 3 months, and I saw him for the first time last night.
It’s funny, I have never cried over anyone before. No matter how big of a fight, or anything like that, I’ve never ever cried over ‘a person’.
I cry every day, thinking about Will. And last night when I got home, I cried for 7 hours with no break.
He was the first boy to ever make me feel loved. special. in love.
He was my first ever love. He was my person.
And now it’s nothing. it’s gone, i think. I just wish I could live in the time I spent with him for the rest of my life. But that’s not going to happen. We both know that, and I think last night we both realised that.
I’m sure he isn’t as upset right now as I am, after all, I’m the one who broke up with him.
I just wish it never ended. I just wish things were different. And no matter where I go in life, how successful I become or anything like that. I will always just be that little starry eyed boy when it comes to him.