I love him.

I thought I had really loved until I met him, then I realized that I had no idea. Every day I fell, and still fall, more and more in love with him. On New Years’ Eve he stopped talking to me for a month, and I know that’s a shitty thing to do. It broke my heart. But no matter how hard I try, I can’t stop loving him. I don’t know if he wants me back now or not, but every day is like limbo.

I never thought that my first TRUE love wouldn’t love me back.