*this is not real* I waited, waited, kept waiting. I was cold and lonely and you never came back. I wondered where you were, if you were alive or dead. I kept telling myself you'd come back but you never did. 2 months after you left, I burst out crying in tesco. Nathan was there to comfort me, but where were you? I told you I'd never find somebody again, I'd never love anybody like I loved you. I lied. Sometimes I just sit outside looking up at the night sky, shivering, wishing I could just be where you are, but what hurts the most, is knowing you'd never come back. That you didn't even care enough just to stay or give me the simplest bye. I still remember the last time you said to me that you loved me and that we'd talk in the morning. You lied. The whole world revolves around lies, not money or love, but lies. The government lies, the police lie, teachers lie, family lie, friends lie. If there wasn't lying in this world, there would be a lot more conflict and war. This is my story of how I loved and lost. But finally found myself through all that pain.