You give your heart to someone, you trust him. Tell him all your life. He makes promises. He'll enver forget you. Your friendship will never end. You feel happy - you found a friend for life. Buy him gifts. To cherish him. You make plans with him. Next saturday you'll be together. To help him get over his two years relationship. You speak everyday. Mostly about serious things: his parents, how he feels, how he is. He wants to talk about funny things but you can't. Not anymore. In two weeks you start understanding him better that your friends. You feel so happy! Everyday you send him a message by the morning. You make him drawings.. Everything reminds you of him: chrystals, stores, books, texts, piano, your dog, a city, even your home! And that's great until that day: two weeks after you know him - you didn't talk much on that day, you invited him to go and see a portuguese band, a rare thing on a foreign country and send him bunch of messages - he didn't answer. Until, at 22.55 he sends you a simple e-mail: "Go to bed Maria. It's the following, had to choose between you and judith, I chose judith". He chose his former girlfriend, from who he said such bad things, who he promised never date again, that hurt him so badly, over you, the good friend who only wants to help him. And you remember all his promises, all the talks and can hardly believe. You wonder if she didn't hacked his e-mail account. But he also blocked you on facebook. But you cané believe. It's a joke. A really bad phrank. But as the minutes pass you start to understand. And all you want is a justification. For all his lies. For his actions. And you want to know where are you going to get strengt enough to go to school and see his girlfriend everyday, hear stories about him and mostly, how the hell are you going to get over it. Because you chosed him over your acquaintences. And he chose her over you, despite everything you did for him. So, you're alone, again. In a foreign country, your family, boyfriend, friends in Portugal. And you, lonely, no friends, no one to truly speak for 4 months.
However, you know you won't forget him. And, in the end, you remember something you said to him, once. "Tough times don't last. Tough people do. Endure". And that's exactly what you're going to do.
In two weeks you start understanding him better that your friends. You feel so happy! Everyday you send him a message by the morning. You make him drawings.. Everything reminds you of him: chrystals, stores, books, texts, piano, your dog, a city, even your home! And that's great until that day: two weeks after you know him - you didn't talk much on that day, you invited him to go and see a portuguese band, a rare thing on a foreign country and send him bunch of messages - he didn't answer. Until, at 22.55 he sends you a simple e-mail: "Go to bed Maria. It's the following, had to choose between you and judith, I chose judith". He chose his former girlfriend, from who he said such bad things, who he promised never date again, that hurt him so badly, over you, the good friend who only wants to help him. And you remember all his promises, all the talks and can hardly believe. You wonder if she didn't hacked his e-mail account. But he also blocked you on facebook.
But you cané believe. It's a joke. A really bad phrank. But as the minutes pass you start to understand. And all you want is a justification. For all his lies. For his actions.
And you want to know where are you going to get strengt enough to go to school and see his girlfriend everyday, hear stories about him and mostly, how the hell are you going to get over it. Because you chosed him over your acquaintences. And he chose her over you, despite everything you did for him. So, you're alone, again. In a foreign country, your family, boyfriend, friends in Portugal. And you, lonely, no friends, no one to truly speak for 4 months.
However, you know you won't forget him. And, in the end, you remember something you said to him, once. "Tough times don't last. Tough people do. Endure". And that's exactly what you're going to do.