I found out that night hanging out with my friends he was on someone else's snapchat I knew, he was out drinking.

"Out with this beaut" on the story it read with a kiss face emoji of him and the girl. It gave me a different perspective of him that night. That he could go out but not have time to talk. It would have taken not even a full day to talk just half a day. Why did I think this time could have been different? I would message him but he would read it and ignore it or he would be online but not read it. What was I doing wasting my time for someone who wouldn't waste their time to be with me. It was as though he had pulled away from me. I got sick of wasting my time so I gave him one last message.

"Christopher let's just stop. Us trying to meet up isn’t working out, so let's just stop, because I'm done. Not only did I give you a second chance, thinking you had changed, I’m done convincing myself its true. You get my hopes up and I can't let you do that anymore. Every time you say there is a chance I'm putting my weekend on hold waiting for you to say if you can or can't. But the worst of all of this is I never stopped loving you. 3 - 4 years down the line and I'm still crazy about you. But how do you when you’re the only person I have ever truly loved. But you never loved me, not until you saw I was too good for you. I wish for once you would be straightforward with me. Instead of me having to second-guess your thoughts, feelings and most importantly your intentions for me. Once again I'm the one ending it and walking away for my own good too. ”

Have you ever fallen for someone you know you shouldn't have? I did exactly that, that tiny part of me trying so hard to fight my feelings, but I just couldn't. Our story started off like every other a boy and a girl met. A boy started flirting with the girl, she was playing hard to get for a while although she wasn’t indifferent either. After some time, they started dating. The boy loved the girl. And the girl loved the boy as well. Then somewhere along the line the boy stopped loving the girl. The end.

He entered my life out of nowhere and before I had known it he meant a lot to me. He became the world. He explored the unexplored, touched the untouched and saw things about me that was hidden-from-the-world. Somewhere deep inside me it felt as though that the life and world I had built up so much would be beyond him and cease to exist. But what they don't mention is how it hurts like hell when they leave your world just as unexpectedly...