I finally know what real love is. Because anything that hurts this much must be real.
I can lie to my boyfriend. Tell him he’s the only one I want.
I know he’s in love with me. But I don’t love him.
My heart was cut out of my body and taken for a ride.
When I first met , I read his eyes and saw how much pain he was in.
Hugged him when he was upset.
We sat at a beach for five hours just talking. I didn’t feel pressured. I felt free.
I still remember his touch.
I fell in love that night but wouldn’t admit it.
Enter the thieving *****.
She […]