Now that sucks. You see him with another girl. She’s pretty, alright. But you’re convinced that she’s a fat ugly bitch. He promised you forever. You want to scream and punch him. You want to pull her hair out, but you can’t. Tears stream down your cheek and you can’t decide what to do.  They get into his car and drive away. You go home and cry your heart out. You write “I’ll kill him” probably a thousand times. You want to burn your every picture, but his smile just brings you back to tears. He calls you, and you somehow manage to say you’re okay even though you know you aren’t. He tells you he’ll pick you up at 10. You get ready for your breakup. But the moment he touches your hand, you almost forget everything and act as if you didn’t see a thing. Why? That’s love. Stupid love. It makes you stupid.