• As the days go by, I watch him pass by in the halls at school. My heart breaks because I know he wouldn't want me back like before. He moved on and I seem to stay put in the starting point of the love game. When he looks at me, I want to smile but I have to show that I have moved on. I put on this happy mask everyday so no one knows how I really feel. When the people in school see me, I seem happy and energetice. But inside, I want to break down and cry when I go to school because I can't run away from his beautiful face, his gorgouse smile, his playful hair, and the many things I can't live without.
    When I see him in math class I want to run to the bathroom stalls and cry my guts out. Or maybe even try to talk to him. But he would just ignore me like he has done millions of times before. It hurts to see that sadness in his eyes everytime he looks into mine. He glances and looks away. I try to pretend not to notice him when he looks but, I can't help but to looks into those heart breaking eyes of what I see is..... love.
    When I see him while we switch classes, I see him smile at other people but when he looks at me, he suddenly stops smiling. I feel like he can see the pain in my eyes. I try to hide it so well. With him it's a different story. It seems like he knows what I'm thinking, what I want to say, and what I want to do when I see him. When I see him, I want to bag him back into my arms again. As I said before, I also want to cry and run forever. But I deal with it everyday for the rest of my life.
    When I start to get over him I start to like other people. At times there is a little spark when I think of him. But other than that I move on. But the problem is he still got me hooked. For example when I have this team thing at the end of every quarter, I see him the whole time and I start to love him again. He has me since the first time he said I love you to me.
    For every guy or girl that feels the same way as I do right now, I know how you feel. It hurts but we have to learn to live through life without holding on so tight. This is how life is I guess. I know, it stinks BIG time.     crying crying crying crying