I let other people control the way I feel about myself. I got dumped by the boy who showed me what it was like to feel real love and affection for the first time in my life, because he thought he couldn't give me what I wanted. Or so he said. I don't know what to believe anymore. I miss the feeling of being happy so much it physically hurts me, every time I think about our memories together it's like someone is plunging a knife straight into my chest.