There'll always be that first true love. The one you first spent the night crying for. The one that never really worked out but you kept yours hopes up too much. The one who got away. The one who taught you all you need to know about love. And the one that until now,is still the one you look back to whenever you try to love again.
Her phone rang. She figured it was just her best friend. She looked and saw that it was the boy who let her go. The boy whose heart she still wanted. The boy who hadn’t talked to her in months. She asked why he was calling and he admitted, “I want to see you again.”
“I dont know why we hang on to something we know where better off letting go. Its like we’re scared to lose what we really don’t even have. Some of us say that we’d rather have something than nothing at all, but the truth is to have something halfway is harder than not having it at all.”—
Maybe it’s true what they say. There are those people you encounter in life who you never really get over. No matter how many other better people you meet, people who treat you better and love you better, in the back of your mind, there is always that person you can’t quite forget.
She walked over to him hesitantly, they hadn’t spoke in months. He wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head against her abdomen. She didn’t want to be this close to him. She didn’t want to take in his scent, to ignite all those memories kept in the back of her heart. He pulled her onto a hug on top of him. She could feel his breath on her ear. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, barely audible. It wasn’t logic, not after everything he’d put her through. But that was all it took. And suddenly she was hugging him back. And his scent was capturing new memories.
“There were reasons we met, reasons for the good times and reasons for the bad times, and most importantly, reasons to end. We have more to learn, more to experience and more loving to do in this lifetime.”—
“I think I was totally in love at one time. It felt good. When that stopped, it hurt a lot but in the end, I think it has made me better for it & appreciate what was. Love is a big deal to me. It’ll come again eventually.”—
You’re the only one that so far makes me forget about him, theres hasn’t been more than one person who has done that.. You dont do much but you make me forget him so please so fuck me over like he did? I dont know what i’ll do if i have to bback to thinking about him and forgetting about you?..