love story gone wrong16 Jun, 2013 09:50 PM
I loved him. I thought he loved me. He lied. Everything he told me was a lie. My friends hated him Now I hate him. The story beings now. The day we met he smiled at me. I thought he was just being creepy. Later I found out he lived next door. I went to talk to him to find out we have a lots in common. That day we stared dating. My mother is not one to like me dating, our relationship was just hated.
My mother worked at night so that's when he came. He would knocked and I would open the door and he would kiss me and we would just sit and talk. He would hold me this lasted for 3 months. That last day he looked me in the eyes there I knew I finally was in love with him. He kissed me and left. That next day around 1pm there was a bump at my door I went to look and I saw a note it was a break up note. He couldn't even do it to my face. My heart broke as I was reading it. I didn't cry because I knew I needed to be strong.
That next week rumors were spend the biggest one was I am a whore. Now every time we see each other there is nothing to be said he told people I was his biggest mistake. Now when I look at him all I see is hate. We don't talk anymore. When he sees me he looks away. My heart drops more and more everyday and I get more and more sad. My mother doesn't know about this and I hope she never finds out she would hit me and everything would come crash down.
I still dream that everything this find most of the time my dreams turn to nightmares. Not only I'm I slipping away from my friends. I am slipping from life. All because I fell in love and ended out lonely, sad , and heartbroken. Now all I have is hate in my body I left it out by cutting myself I never cry anymore I sit in my room and write or type about life. I say little words, eat little, and do little. This all happened because I tried to love someone or love now on the inside I'm dying slowly and painfully.