So she broke up with me, again. I'm going to miss her, everything about her. I fell for her, I fell hard. I guess when you fall for someone you need to be prepared to hit the ground eventually. I wasn't. After breaking up once before, I had to get her back. I did. Stumbling over my words as I walked with her to her math class. Trying to tell her how much she meant to me, and how everything just felt right when we were together. I was tripping over my words and shoe laces. She smiled and told me it took guts.
I won her back.
We were together for 5, almost 6 months.
but she called it quits yesterday.
Great.
I'll move on, eventually, I guess.

I wish it were a bad dream, I do.