Why do I write? I write because I want to leave a mark on people. I want to make them feel like I feel, make them see like I see. I write because there is no right or wrong. What would I be without writing my story on paper? Someone with their thought and emotions bottled up so tightly that they could burst without warning? I write to unclutter my mind. I write to put my mind on paper. I write to release my emotions like ink bleeding through the paper. I write so my mind can be free.
Sunday, 11 June 2017
How To Not Get Over A Boy In 10 Easy Steps
1. You cry. Holy shit, do you cry. The tears soak your pillow as you scroll through your old texts. Your chest thudding as the dull ache inside continues to grow. You continue to sob as you wait for a text.
2. His text won't come. You cry harder.
3. You run into him at your favourite cafe. You smile at him out of habit. He doesn't smile back. You leave the cafe without ordering anything.
4. You continue to cry yourself to sleep every night. It slows and you feel like you can get over him. You see his post on Instagram. You see him hugging a new beautiful girl with a large smile on his face. You start to cry again.
5. Polite mumbles are finally passed between the two of you. You take any excuse to talk to him. The obligatory thank you as he holds the door out, or an excuse me as he walks past. His replies are short and monotonous.
6. He sounds so broken. It makes your heart ache.
7. The two of you are officially on speaking terms. Not exactly one-on-one conversations, but if he's in the group you no longer feel the need to exclude yourself. Your heart breaks as he laughs so easily at other's jokes, but then proceeds to mend itself and soar as he does the same to yours.
8. You text him for the first time since everything happened. It's strictly for homework help. It's been nearly two months, and it takes you four hours to work up the nerve to hit send. He replies within the next minute. You can't help but marvel at the fact that even now, he's still coming to the rescue when you call.
9. You're good friends by this point. Conversations alone are no longer scary things, but something you hope to happen throughout the day. But then, when one does, his friend flashes you two a heart symbol across the room. Like a tidal wave crashing down on the beach, you're reminded of how much you still love him with such force it nearly knocks the breath out of you. You walk away without meeting his eyes. You walk home with your head down.
10. You cry. Holy shit, do you cry.
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