To The Guy Who Hurt Me.

To The Guy Who Hurt Me.

A Story by Hannah Langlinais

I have to keep myself from crying every day. Not because I miss you, but because of the way you hurt me. You hurt me so badly, you made me not only hurt emotionally, but physically. It started with my heart and ended with chest pains, swollen eyes and a red, scratched and blotchy face. You never gave me a warning. You never gave me signs. All you gave me was a pierced, evil heartache I never would've thought I'd overcome. But I did. You see, it's not easy losing the one person you love with all your heart. It's not easy watching your whole world crash down right before your eyes. It's not easy to have everything one day, and then the next day, just watch it all disappear into nothing. You gave me everything I thought I have to live for. You gave me everything I could've ever wanted. You gave me a purpose to stand where I stand today. But now, I feel like I have no one and am left with nothing. I dropped everyone you wanted me to, for you. You made me drop my best friends so I could pay 10x more attention to you when I was already paying tons, because my world revolved around you. So all I had was you. Now since you left me, I have no one. None of my friends want anything to do with me because I chose you. Because I've always chosen you. I thought putting you first before my family and friends would be a great idea. I was stupid and didn't think anything through. If I would've know that you'd hurt me this badly, I would've never chosen you. I would've paid more attention to me, my friends, and family. I gave everything up for you just to throw it all away. I should forget about you and I should leave you alone and not worry about you or your new girl anymore. But I can't. Because I was in love with you, and you had no idea what love was. Now I'm sitting alone in my room, broken hearted. You don't even know because I'm scared to tell you. You don't know because I'm scared you don't care at all. You don't know because you don't bother to ask how I am since you've hurt me. But that's okay, one day I'm going to be way happier than I am now. One day I will be so happy I won't remember you or this heartache. That is my goal. To forget you. You are a tough person to get over and forget, but maybe this is a lesson I need to learn. So instead of moping around and throwing myself a pity party, im going to be 10x happier. And you're going to regret what you've done.

© 2016 Hannah Langlinais


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Added on April 10, 2016
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Hannah Langlinais
Hannah Langlinais

Erath, LA



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