Sitting here and crying while thinking about our short time together.
It has been one of the most interesting and fun times. Staying up late, texting all day, and just having that companionship that everyone can appreciate.
What hurts the most is that I can’t do anything to help how much you’re hurting, and I can’t help but wonder what you’re doing, if you’re okay, and how was your day.
You’ve done nothing but treat me right, and who knows. That girl who ends up with you is going to be one lucky girl. I know it. I’m jealous of her. I’m so jealous that I can’t have what she will be able to have. I wish that I can be the one that can stay in your heart forever, but things don’t always work out as planned.
The small time that we had reserved for us was torn apart, and now it’s too late to go back to how we were. You’ve never done anything wrong, and I wish that I can take all of the hurt that you are feeling, so you don’t have to hurt. Because I know that you’re hurting more than me. I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.
I pray that you will forget me soon so that you can be happy again. Because your smiling face is what will remain in my memories. Although we both knew, we did find our love in a hopeless place. Maybe we should have stopped before it got this far, but I’m glad we didn’t. Because as of right now, I am still the only girl in your heart, and you, in mine.
Please stop hurting, for me.


