It’s been over a month now, and I thought I was getting better at handling it. For some reason, tonight was extra hard. I kept going back to all of the memories we shared and I fell apart. I remembered the time we went to that concert and you held me the entire time. I remembered singing in your car during the summer. I remembered prom night. I remembered that first night in your apartment. You took my virginity, and you promised we’d be together for awhile. I guess I shouldn’t have believed you. So we both got busy? So we didn’t talk as much? I was ready to fight through it, but I guess you weren’t willing. You pulled away as soon as things got hard. I know I need to get over you because we shouldn’t be together, but it’s hard. Everything I see and everywhere I go is filled with memories of you. I can’t get away from you anywhere I go. Sometimes I’ll be sitting in class and a random flashback of you pops into my brain. I can’t help but smile because I remember how happy we both were and how great we were together. Then the realization that you’re gone hits me, and I quickly have to put the memory away so I don’t start crying in front of my teachers. I actually did cry the entire first hour the day after you broke up with me. Now, I’m pretty sure my teacher thinks I’m some crazy emotional girl. I just can’t get over you, and I miss you so much. I miss talking to you and kissing you and just being with you. I always wonder if you even think about me at all? Were you even affected by any of this? Or are you completely over me that quickly? I hate to admit it, but I still love you. I don’t know if I can handle seeing you again, but I always look for you wherever I go anyway. Glutton for punishment I guess. I hope you find true happiness in your life, but remember you left me alone in the cold to deal with my newly broken heart.