That moment when you talk to that guy that you were madly in love with and he dumped you in the trash, what does it do to you? I just had that moment, and all I can do is hold back my tears and try to smile. The possibility of me ever hating him is zero, I'm too forgiving.. I told him I'd gone to hell and back for him and that I was glad to. He got off the computer, he doesn't want to waste his time with me. And I'm beginning to wonder if the whole relationship was a lie. The thing is, a broken heart doesn't just vanish, it stays with you forever. It hurts like a fire coursing through your body, you can't forget. The hurt is too much, eventually it might just sting but it will stay with you forever.
      His voice, his face, his name is burned into my brain and I would still do anything for him. I don't care what he does or says to me, I simply know I miss him and need him here for me. Yet, of course, God has to deny me that, and I suppose I deserve it. I have made wrong choices, tried to end my life, yet he was there for me..
       Thank you Jake, I'll never forget you..



                               ~ Haley J. Goodman