I like to remember our times as all the happy memories we had together and the way I loved you. but it wasn’t always that way. most of the time it was fighting & you arguing & making up excuses as to why we couldn’t be together THAT day & maybe if it wasn’t only one day it’d be fine. but it wasn’t. it was hard. because our love was like an hourglass. and it was half full. but then you said fuck it & threw it at the wall. I look back through texts & it wasn’t all falling apart. it all went wrong in one night. one phone call. one goodbye. and it was gone. its not okay that it happened like that. but now, I love someone else. and you were my first love but you won’t be my last.