Is it real?

Is love actually real? Is being happy actually real? I hate that I had to lose you and I hate that I’m not over you. I loved you so much and I know we’re young but I never wanted to let you go. I don’t believe I can be happy again I don’t believe that I can’t love again. The only thing I want in this world is you. If I could go to sleep and wake up and this all be a dream I would be so happy. If I could go to sleep and wake up to a text saying that you still love me I would cry of happiness. The most happiness moments of my life were with you. I keep thinking of our memories and wanting those days back. It’s been two months since you’ve broken up with me and I can’t let you go. I can’t let go because everything I want in life is you. I wish this could all be different I wish I had you. I don’t want live without you. But I can’t change your feelings. I can’t get you to love me if you don’t want to. I can just hope you still love me. Maybe you're in pain too. Maybe you think I’m better without you, but I’m not. I want you and I always will want you. No one is the same as you no one will treat me as great as you did. I just want you back. I want to believe in love again. I want to be happy with you. I can’t bring myself to actually be happy. I put this fake face on that I’m happy but I’m not. I never am I haven’t been happy for 2 months straight and it sucks because it’s over a guy who broke my heart. It’s over a guy who reopened the scars in my heart and left more. Over a guy who ripped my heart in pieces took half of those pieces taped all of the other ones together hoping it would stay, but it’s it’s falling apart piece by piece because tape can’t hold a heart together. Most important it’s over the guy that was the most important thing in my life, and I can’t get him back.