Based off of one of those silly Instagram/Snapchat posts that say "Describe me in one word."
My first boyfriend’s name was Marcus. Our story took a lot of twists, and he's the one relationship that has the most history. I wouldn't call this story tragic...I wouldn't even really call it sad. If there was one word to describe it, I would say it was just "interesting".
I work so hard at making myself cold. On hardening my heart, bottling feelings until I'm numb.
The other day, when we talked, I mentioned that I thought relationships were stupid.
I still see the day you left,