Please, can’t we work this out. why did you fell for me in the first place?

Maybe it was the way that the sun hit your eyes. Or how your hair fell perfectly on your shoulders. Or how every time you said my name everyone in the room just disappeared and I wasn’t scared anymore. Not of what people thought or who was looking when we held hands or how my teeth would never be white enough for me to smile as big as you made me.

Whatever it was, it was real. There’s no denying that, but whatever it was, it was. And that’s all it’ll ever be. You were good to me until you weren’t. And I’m grateful for the moments that we had, but I can’t just pretend like you didn’t completely and utterly break me. You played me and god damn it you hurt me. It’s not that I don’t love you because sure, I always will.