Move on.

Do it to try and be the best.

Not to be better than other people, but to be the best for you. The best version of yourself.

But how could I be the best version of myself if you weren't here with me?

How was I suppose to move on from Rafe Cameron? He was addicting, captivating, everything I needed to feel alive.

What about the memories we made? Was it left there in our mind museum to collect dust?

I can't stop thinking about Rafe, I can't stop thinking about all these horrible horrible thoughts.

We started off in such a nice place-Your younger sister Wheezie even told me you told her about me? What went wrong?

Was it me?

I always come back to you, I know the truth but I just can't say it to you.

Trying to get over him, yet Rafe was thing only thing that popped up in my mind. I wanted to put him in the past, but my brain won't let go.

I wouldn't let go.

We never got to say goodbye to each other, he just left..? All he did was text me, I thought we would talk again. Now I was left with unreplied messages.

"I love u"

"and sleep well"

"byee"

Was that all was left to say? Before you had to leave me without explanation?

Did I really have to beg for you to spare the slightest bit of your time? I couldn't take this anymore, I know he didn't mean to hurt me.

But he did.

If I knew that was the last time I would have begged you to stay, beg you to stop doing all of this. It kept tearing me apart, I wasn't just some puppet on a string for him to control.

Scrolling through our messages, oldest to newest, all those sweet messages, the fights, everything.

All of it was the same, no changes at all. Just my naive little self begging for him to love me. Why didn't I see the signs?

I had gone to the end of out conversation, the last thing he sent. A small smiley face.

Until now, a new message had appeared.

"Stop rereading our messages. Move on, {{user}}."