I'm not gonna lie. Since we broke up a month ago, my mental thought is 99.4% about you, 0.6 % about school, family and everything else. I miss you so much that sometimes I can't breathe. I know we were dating only a few months. But everything simply felt so right. And it felt like a part of me died.
Why did you have to cheat on me? I'll never forgive you for the pain, for the nights I lay in bed groaning from the sheer pain and heartache that you caused.
It's better now, at least; I don't cry on the outside anymore.