I thought that I could do it. That I could confidently sit in her classes and pretend like everything was okay. I mean she was able to do it. Why wasn't I? Why couldn't I just be the way she was and not give a fuck...?
Oh, that's probably because unlike her I am truly in love with her. For her this was a game and to pass time, but for me it was different from the start. I put my whole heart into this thinking she meant well and had my best interest.. But turned out I went all in on my own.
Classes starting and her being back was the hardest thing to do. It immediately wiped off the little progress I made in my own and took me back to square one. I had sleepless nights and hardly touched my food.
Hannah was worried but I was pretending like I was okay to her even though this was eating m
