Trust has always been an easy thing for me to give out. My mom would always tell me to watch out who I trusted; I thought she was crazy because I always said my mom didn't know what was going on. I guess it was sort of my fault for believing what I heard. There was a boy out of all people who changed me forever. Daniel, I still think he is one of the most amazing people in the world, he taught me I was stronger than I ever thought I was
“I promise we’ll always be together, and I’ll love you forever.” He made me that promise. I knew not to, but I believed it. It wasn't because I was being stupid, I was just in love. I probably still am
*The end of forever.*

That promise was made October 2011. It was broken completely September 2012. Forever wasn't such a long time after all. I knew it was coming, the breakup. I just knew by the way we acted towards each other. We started dating on August 6, 2011, and the relationship lasted one year and a month. It was a long distance relationship, although we only lived an hour away from each other, we were both in love. I could tell with the look in his eyes whenever we were together. There was a spark in his eyes every time, the kind of spark that lets you see the night’s sky by just looking into them. That feeling when all the problems you had just a minute ago melted away, because of that person’s presence.

The relationship was going perfect, or so I thought. Things felt different, all we did was argue. We decided together it would be better if we just stayed as friends. It hurt, a lot. I wished I could just stay in bed all day and be sad. I felt like my heart was ripped out of my chest and was kicked around like a soccer ball. I refused to show him I cried. I didn't want to cry because I saw it as a weakness. Holding my feelings back just broke me more inside. I never know how strong I could be, I realized that crying and feeling sorry for myself was just going to make things worse for me.

Sometimes my eyes just couldn't handle it anymore and I would just cry without being able to stop. I decided I needed to do something that would completely take my mind off of things for a while, so I started being completely dedicated to soccer. The one thing that could help me let go of my feelings with. I was angry. I was angry at myself for being affected by the situation. I was angry that I started pushing people away as a result of all that had broken me. Most of all, I was angry at him for hurting me this bad.

Now, I realize I was way too hard on myself, somehow I always am. I have learned to accept my feelings and letting my feelings out. I started writing, personal journal entries. It helped a lot to keep my feelings somewhere else other than inside. My feelings towards him haven’t changed. I will always have a spot in my heart for him. Because of him, I learned that I’m strong enough to get through all of the obstacles that face me in my life no matter how hard I feel they are, I know I can make it through because I found my strength.