On January 2,2022 you told me we were threw. I called out in despair, my heart fell to the floor. I shattered, I crumbled. The boy I had loved for nearly a year was no longer interested in me. My head hit the pillow and I felt so broken. I was empty. I felt like without you my world had crashed. I found myself begging you to pick up the pieces and finally you decided to try again. The love was not there. She was near, she was not far. I could tell by the look in your eye, I was not the one for you. On March 15,2022, we ended it, for real. From that day forward, I picked myself up, and I fixed my pieces. I healed myself, and I learned how to love myself again. I realized how better off I was without you, and that the love I had was not real. I promised myself, I made a deal to never fall in love with a boy who made me feel invalid when it came to how I felt over even the smallest things, so from here goodbye my dear.