Dirty Liar

"We have to break up," she said furiously. "ok," I replied, holding back my tears, I went to sit next to my friends and laughed with them. To show that I wasn't hurting. After what felt like an internity, the bell rang. I thought in my head I should be with someone who loves me for who I am, not who I'm not. Honestly, I skipped the rest of my classes crying in the bathroom stall. My eyes were puffier than before. 7th hour bell rang. I decided to call my mom to tell her that I skipped class. "Francis, if you keep skipping, you're going to fail," She said scoldingly. "I'm sorry that happened to you, baby, but you need to get over it." I can't. I loved her. Everything felt like a blur for the past 3 months. I feel as if I'm over her, but I know I'm not. I love her so much, but there's no reason to rush if something is meant to be it will happen with the right person for the best reason. I mean love lasts whenever the relationships come first. I went to the bathroom to freshen up, but when I was leaving the bathroom, I felt a chill go down my back..