• It's been a couple months since I broke up with my boyfriend, and the last words I said to him were 'You broke my heart, and somehow I'm going to get back at you. Goodbye.' Now I'm regretting it. I still want to be his friend, but I decided to tell him no when he asked if I wanted to be his friend. Maybe I was a little freaked out by his fiance, I don't know. All I know is that I'm layig on my bed, listening to "Hallelujah" over and over again. And while he gets married to that whore, I'm sitting here, longing for someone to hold me, to comfort me, to tell me that it's okay and that I'm safe. Eventually I got engaged and I'm getting married on August 29th. But I can't get it out of my head that the first person I truly loved hates me, is getting married, and never wants to see me. My friends say forget, you have a nice long life ahead of you. But I can't forget, it's just too hard. I wrote to him, saying I wanted to be his friend again, but he just ignored me. So now, If he wants to be my friend, he can. I'm going to listen to a new tune now. I'm trying to forget, and it's going easy. So to you, If you want to be my friend, you can, but remember, your just a person now. Not someone I love, not even a friend. Cya later :3