I saw (500) days of summer today.

It was good, but it hit close to home. It reminded me what it felt like to get my heart broken, to feel like the days were too long to get through, what it felt like to see him with someone else, what it felt like to get hurt by first person I let myself be vulnerable with. I never kissed you, and we didn’t date but you managed to break my heart in a way I never thought possible. It changed me in a lot of ways, many of them not good, but I would only change a few things that happened over those months with you.