The 1 // Taylor Swift
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Are you over him?” He suddenly asks with curiosity laced in his blue eyes.
I take a deep breath before answering. “You can’t ask me that. I honesty don’t know. Some days the pain isn’t quite as bad, but then other days are pure hell without him. Some days I sob endlessly over him, while other days I hardly shed a tear.
I’m just a roller coaster full of emotions. I’m a paradox. I want him happy but sometimes I wish I was still the reason. I get upset that I still think about him, when I don’t even cross his mind. I want to scream at him for making me feel pathetic, I want to tell him I miss him more than he could ever imagine, I want to ask him why I was never good enough when I tried my hardest. I want to ask him how life is so easy without me. I want to scream at him for leaving me. I want to tell him to come back to me. I want to tell him to stop running away. That everything hurtful he’s done is nothing compared to the heartache of not having him in my life anymore. And then I have days that I truly convince myself that I’m over him. When I convince myself that he lost me - a girl who loved him more than anything.” I say as I try to smile at the boy in front of me.
“To be quite honest, I have no idea if I’m over him. Maybe I am … maybe I’m not. Who knows?
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