When you lose the person you love, you wonder
if it was your fault or theirs, maybe it was both of you; you for
being scared, them for picking someone else.
They leave, and a piece of you goes with them.
Crying becomes a daily thing,
and you hate yourself.
So you don't talk to them, but you still
check their facebook,
and ask old friends about them, just to make sure they're
okay.
You
hope they miss you, but from what you can
tell,
they are happy with the person they chose over you.
But if it is true love, no
matter how much you miss them,
you have to let them figure it out on their own;
If it is true love, they
will come back
I
promise you that.