Jacob ....

i miss him . my ex . jacob . the name haunts me . it lingers like the smell of a dead sole. which is exactly what i am. just another dead sole in the grave. but back to him. we met in the beggining of 8th grade. 6'2 tall, brown hair, and the love of my life. when i met him i knew he was different. the butterflies i got,the nervousness in my heart. i wanted him to be mine. jacob + savannah. it sounds good right ? i thought we would be together for the long run. we had plans of getting married and what to name our children. i was in love. my heart ached at the site of him. i still dont understand how i ruined it. i love him so much yet im the one that ended things . isnt that twisted ? well doesnt matter now. hes turned into my bully. jacob whitby , status quo: bully . never thought id see the day. he bullies me and i still cnt help but love him . i thought the days of summer would bring ease to my wrist and thighs but it hasnt. i see him everywhere. i cry everynoght. it literally is killing me knowing that he hates me so much .