My first boyfriend, my first love, my first everything lives 5,000 miles away, in a different country. He was a foreign exchange student last year, and I fell in love with him.
Now, he’s gone and it hurts too much. I miss him more than anything. He told me we’d always be together, but I can tell he is changing his feelings. Call me gay, but I cry all the time for him. I feel like my life is so dull, so pointless without him. I never get to talk to him. It’s like he’s dead. All I want is him. I want him back. My heart is shattered.