I loved her.
But she loved someone else.
She chose that somone else over me.
That broke me.
Broke me to pieces.
I thought that pain would heal if I got out of her life.
It turned into a scar over my weak heart.
Because I was constantly reminded of her.
I thought I was ready to face her.
But it only teared old wounds back open.
I'm in pain again.
She hurt my friend and hurt me again.
I want the pain to stop.
I want it to stop forever.
Author note: Heyyyyy.... this seems like a really dark and sad one shot. It's just that this came into my mind while reading a book, called Wuthering Heights and I thought "why not write a fiction about this since I haven't released one yet" Sorry if it was badly written. I don't have a big vocabulary....