I seen you at a party. It had been a week since we broke up. I can’t help that our friends are the same and I’ll be damned if I let them go because of you. I’ll admit that it hurt seeing you with her. The skinny, pretty little blond that is the complete opposite of me. But I stood my ground like everyone told me to and hid the pain that I was feeling. I wouldn’t let you see how much it hurt me, how much it tore me up inside. So I smiled and pretend to have fun. But I still love you.
The funny thing is, is that you told me you loved me to, forever. It’s pathetic how those three words are thrown around these days. They have no meaning any more. And stupidly, I really thought you had meant them.