It's gone.
He's gone.
The happiness has gone.
The thought's have come back.
Haunting.
Insulting.
Mocking.
I wanted to date him. I was to slow in saying anything, and actually acting out my opinions.
Now he's with another girl. Younger than myself.
"I love you more than I love her, Rhiannon.."
You lied.
"I realised I have more feelings for you, I want to wait for you.
Why did he have to lie to me? I'm sick of being played.
I'm sick of boys.
I need Royce back.
I want Royce back.
I want to be that engaged teenager who was deeply inlove with the boy who was equally in love.
Long Distance Relationships never work.
I should've known it.
Seeing him shoulda made me realise it.
Nothing will happen, he's moved on. Why the fuck can't I?
I fucking love you. ♥