I haven't submitted anything in a really long time, and this is a new story.

I really like what I've written so far, and hopefully this story will turn out awesome.

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You know that feeling, when you think you've figured someone out, and then they turn around and surprise you completely? Maybe they didn't mean to, but it's almost as if they've become a different person, in all of five seconds.

Maybe you thought that you knew how they felt about you, but it turns out that you just imagined that smile on his lips when he said your name, or the way he would nervously run his hands through his hair when he looked at you. Maybe you thought that you knew how you felt about him, but you were wrong.

Or it could have been the fact that he had a girlfriend, but you just considered that a technicality on his part. It could have also been the fact that you had a great boyfriend of two years, even if the spark was gone between you two.

Maybe you two were only meant to be friends, and neither of you wanted to believe it. Or maybe it was meant to be that you two couldn't work it out. Even the biggest ultimatum couldn't bring you two together, which is a damn shame considering almost every single other person out there thought that you two were destined to be together, even if they refused to say it out loud.

Even if you won't admit it now, you know that you didn't actually want this to happen. You were happy, right? And you tried so, so hard not to fall for him, but once you did, you just hoped to God that he would be there to catch you in the end. And it turns out that he was, only not in the way you wanted.

Looking back now, you realize that the signs were there all along, so what took so long? You're usually pretty quick to the draw when it comes to boys and their feelings. How else do you think your two closest friends would have gotten together? Not by themselves, that's for sure. But you know what tears you up the most? The fact that what he felt once is what you feel now, and there's nothing you can do about it. It's not as if you can fix it, or even temporarily stitch it back together, because you've done irreparable damage to your heart, and you can feel it every time your heart beats.

And, being you, you're gonna pretend that you're fine. You're not one to cause a scene. So you'll pretend that you're not dragging yourself out of bed each morning, that you can smile without feeling that dull, aching pain in your heart, and even that you're not willing your tears not to spill over every time you think about anything remotely related to him.

So you come up with a solution: drowning your sorrows in your two new best friends, Ben and Jerry, and watching endless hours of bad reality TV to try and distract you from your own bad reality. But even that doesn't completely erase the sound of his voice in the back of your head, or scent of his cologne from that sweater that accidentally left at your house, or the hundreds of memories that you two shared together in the three months that you got to know him in.

But you know what sucks the most about it? The fact that you not only lost a boyfriend and a best friend in less than twenty-four hours, and now your heart is in on the floor in a million pieces, but that, deep down, you know that the best choice would have also been the worst choice you could have ever possibly made, and you would have had to deal with the horrible consequences all by yourself.

On the other hand though, if you had chosen what you really felt in your heart, you would have been truly happy with him. But if you had chosen the safe one, you know you would have felt suffocated for the rest of your life. Sure, there could have been marriage and kids and a solid future, but there was no magic in that relationship. It was great in the beginning, and you'd be the first to admit that, but as time went on, everything became a little too routine - the way he would pick you up at 8:30 every morning to drive you to work, take you out to lunch every Thursday, and then drive you home at the end of the day. If he had even tried to surprise you at all, like a bouquet of daffodils, or some cheesy romantic gesture, you might have thought differently, but you know what you really want.

And of course, if the most exciting boy you'd ever met hadn't shown up in town, things might have been different for you. You'd still be dating an important businessman, you'd still have a chance at living a happy life, and someone to say goodnight to you every night.

What happened to following your own advice? FOLLOW YOUR HEART. What happened to that? Isn't that what you're always telling other people. So it turns out that you can't even listen to yourself. Does that somehow make you a hypocrite?

And by no means necessary, did you mean to love him. But you know what hurts the most? Knowing that no matter how much your heart is hurting, you still want to the first thing he thinks of when he wakes up, and the last thing he thinks of before he goes to sleep.

So now, like any other girl getting over a guy, you're reminded of him every time you see something even remotely related to him. Every time you see someone on a motorcycle, you crane your neck to see if it's him behind the wheel. Every time there's a cheesy commercial on TV, you wonder if he's watching it and shaking his head, chuckling like he used to. Every time your phone vibrates, you hope it's him calling to say goodnight. You hadn't realized how close you two were until one bad mistake tore you apart.

You two were inseparable for three months, and yet it only took three minutes for it to all come crashing down. And you know the saddest part? The fact that he was the first boy you ever truly loved.

Hope you liked it!