There is one of you,

And one million of me,

You say we'll have fun,

But there is no 'we',

We had a thing,

It was all good fun,

Until you left,

And said you were done,

And now here we are,

With me standing strong,

Have you noticed that,

You were wrong.

~

  I just have one thing to say: Thank you for all the good times we shared together, but you are a fucking ass-hat, you know that? I was so in love with you, but Camilla was right, you were a horrible decision. And Camilla, if you're reading this, I'm sorry that I had cut you out of my life. I had thought you were blind, and that he truly loved me, but I, was the one who was blind. I couldn't see that he always looked at her, as though they had some little secret, and now, that secret has been spread, and the blood has been shed. I'm making it sound so dramatic, but it's like that, isn't it? Love is like a war, and in the end, someone always loses. And, guess who's holding up the white flag this time? Yup, it's me. But I'm getting up, and moving on, and I've got someone(s) here with me. My sisters. And my (wattpad) friends. I consider every last one of you 817 followers of mine, friends. And thank you, for helping me through this, I love every last one of you, my little shooting stars! :]