Do you remember when you first came across that small, tear-stained petty girl, hunched over the trunk of that tree? I was broken then.

Do you remember when you first earned my trust, after months and months of floating around me, picking up soaked tissues? I was okay then.

Do you remember when you first heard my laugh, after months and months of cracking jokes and pulling faces? I was happy then.

Do you remember when you first confessed you liked me and proposed to be my boyfriend? I was exhilarated then.

Do you remember when you first leaned in to create our first kiss? I was euphoric then.

It wasn't long after that that I realised I was falling hard, so hard for you. Because before you came, everything left me. I had nothing left. I was nothing. And then you came; a stranger, with the most concerned expression on your face, and you looked like you cared.

I had nothing left, and you became my everything.

I now realise why I was so clingy to you, always reluctant to part ways when you had somewhere to go. I thought that I was, in fact, purely in love with you.

But that wasn't the entire reason.

I was afraid. I was afraid that you'd leave me, just like everyone else.

Because you, Luhan, were my everything. I couldn't afford to lose you.

And you made me believe that you would always stick by my side. That you'd always be there for me.

You promised me.

But you broke it. And now I am broken all over again.