In Florida until I graduate, then hopefully west coast bound. Young, happy, ya know, all the good stuff. Tumblin' to pass the days until I'm gone.
Brad and I are no longer together. The distance got the most of him. He was no longer the smiling man in uniform I’d held after boot camp. The love of my life who would whisper me promises of our future together. After he left for school in Missouri he changed. Lying to me and arguments were almost everyday occurrences. I could see the end of us was near, I felt it. But I would do anything to make things for us better. Then I found out that he had been sending and receiving nudes from four other girls, not including myself. After that I couldn’t make any more excuses. He had broken my heart, and he isn’t the one whose going to be able to mend it this time. I’m still in shock, and the hurt remains as a heavy place in my chest. God, I pray for the day where I can forget the past 14 months we spent together. He’s now in California and he hangs with one of the girls that was sending him pictures. It makes me so sick to think about. And obviously upset. How can someone say that they love you, that you’re their first love that they’ll never lose. And just a few weeks later he’s got a picture of the two of them holding each other. Tonight’s been a low night, but I’m slowly trying to move forward from all that happened.
