I hurt someone today. Somebody that I used to love. Yes, I did say used to love because I no longer do. He was Perfect he thought I was too. I just couldn't handle being in a relationship with him. When I was with him I felt happy, and he made me laugh. Yet in the back of my mind I knew that our relationship was too good to be true. I realized I didn't love him after the first couple of weeks of us dating. He was madly in love, but I wasn't. I just lead him on, which sounds pretty cruel. I had to do it though I didn't want to break his heart. In the end, I shoved him away. Said to him " I no longer want to see or speak to you" he was upset. I knew in the back of my mind he would forget me someday. I know I will forget him too. This was the easiest way to say good bye, even though it was cold. Now I am in the dark feeling regret for ever breaking his heart and saying that last goodbye. This story isn't made up its very much real, and it's very much mine. I am the broken girl.
Anyways, this isn't really a story...? Maybe try to refrain from posting nonsense such as this...I mean, that's sad and all...but still.