It sucks knowing you lost someone over something stupid. Especially if it’s someone you love and care about. Just a few days ago, I was confident in our relationship. I knew he wouldn’t do anything to hurt me. I’ve made so many mistakes and one of them was with the person I love. You accidently say something, and it turns out to be the thing that breaks you two apart. And you can’t help, but blame yourself. I never thought I could care about something so much. I thought about him every day, not one minute was wasted when I was with him. He made me feel happy, he made me laugh, he made me cry, he made me angry, and he made me feel alive. I felt beautiful around him, even though I denied it when he told me. He was so different from the rest. Most of the guys at my school are complete jerks, but not him. Even though I got upset with him, I knew I only did because I loved him. He drove me crazy, but in a good way. I’ve liked, loved, and cared for him for more than a year. The thing is, I don’t think those feelings will ever go away. I think they will stay there until the day I die. Sometimes I wish I didn’t have to go through this, to go through this pain that no one understands because “I’m too young for love right?”, but I don’t believe I am. I believe that you can experience love at any age, any moment. I don’t want to let go. I could never understand why some people let go of the people they love so they could be happy, but I don’t know how they could’ve done it. Every time I think about letting go, I just cry and cry and cry, knowing that the person I love could probably be happier with someone else. Yes I blame myself for our breakup. I made a mistake, and his parents found out about the mistake. They broke us apart and I hate that because I care about him. I know his parents aren’t perfect, heck, no one is. But I feel like they still judge me. At this point, I believe they’ll do everything they can so I can’t see their son. Different movies portrayed that if someone tries to get in between a relationship, they would lose, but it’s all a lie. They do win in the ending. I don’t want to give up and I don’t think I ever will, but he needs to want that too if we ever do get back together. I want to know what he’s feeling, thinking, considering; I want to know everything. I hope he wants the same thing that he wants to fight for our relationship and be with me, but I don’t think that’s what he wants, which makes me cry even harder. I’m even thinking of the worst situation possible, which would probably him wanting to get away from me and find someone better. I just keep thinking of him and I hate that because he’s no longer mine. I’m so angry, but I don’t blame his parents, I just wish they would see that I made a mistake and that I care about him. I would do anything for him. Anything. I don’t deserve him and I know that, but I will always love and care about him.