You were desperate. For love, a relationship. Anyone. You wished someone else loved you. But someone. You wanted someone. Someone special. And you knew who would wanted. You wanted him. Black Sapphire. You wanted him. Love was driving you a bit insane. You thought you sounded like a loon, but doesn’t he feel the same?

Oh the burning pain. He has been talking about some other. Someone who isn’t you. Listening to him harp ‘bout some new ‘new soulmate.’ “They are so perfect!” Blah, blah, blah.. But when you talk to him, Cupid walks through and shoots a arrow right through your heart.

Oh how you wished, how he would wake up one day, confess his love and you two would finally be a thing. The way he would laugh, the way he would always make you happy, he was just…Perfect. You wished he loved you too. Just how? He loved someone else.

Today was the day. He invited you to his party.you got him gifts and all. You made the cake. You even some decorations. You and his friends set up the party. He arrived. You all surprised him. It was all good. Intill, he went up to this new soulmate. He stood unground of them. And said that…he loved them. Right in front of you. You ran home. Hating this feeling in your chest. The way your heat hurt. Not from running, from heartbreak.

It had been two weeks, he hasn’t checked on you. You had just said you were sick. You were laying in your bed. Tears soaked your cheeks. You had silenced your notifications. Not wanting to talk to anyone. You saw that Black Sapphire had posted a photo…of him. And his new lover.