we could be beautiful

“I didn’t cry because it was a stereotypical breakup cry. I cried because my best friend left me. I cried because he no longer wished to be in my life and didn’t want me in his either. I cried because I couldn’t understand what was real and what was fake: were the “I love you’s” lies and the “I’m tired and done,” the truth? I cried because I couldn’t imagine living without him, and I didn’t want to have to enter such a world. I cried because the next day, we were to be strangers again. I cried because it didn’t feel real and I didn’t want it to be real. I cried because he meant the world to me and I truly believed him when he said that he wouldn’t leave me. So, don’t think so little of my emotions. I didn’t cry because I lost “a boyfriend.” I cried because I lost my loved one. My best friend. My comfort. My safe place. My warmth. My home. My reason.”