its funny, that you don't realize how much someone means to you until they walk away.
and you sit there and pretend that it doesn't bother you, pretend that your world just didn't crash down
and when people ask, you tell them its not a big deal, you were done with him anyway
when you see his status change on facebook, you pretend that it doesnt make your heart leap
when the message button pops up as 1, you tell yourself you aren't wishing with all your might its him
but then, the dark settles in, and you are alone
and you finally let yourself see that you are broken. that this boy had his heart in his hands, and didn't keep it safe.
that you had fallen head over feet for him, and you really do care. with every inch of your body you care.
and you no longer pretend to be okay. and you just cry. for what seems like an eternity. because you let him slip through your hands.
but in the morning, when you get ready for school, you will paint a pretty face on
and flirt with that boy you thought you had feelings for
when in reality, you will sit there, willing yourself not to break in front of the world, while you miss the one you love, the one you let slip through the cracks.