I cry silently. Why? Why? Why? Why him?

Why did I have to fall for the most amazing man, and have him fall in love with someone else?

I told him he had a crush, and he looked so shocked. He looked so shocked. I looked at him and decided it right there. I had to get away. Far away.

I mumbled something pathetic, like "Gotta cook dinner" and ran out of his room before he saw the tears. I'm hiding in my room, and my world is over. 

Pain starts in my heart. He doesn't love you. You saw the way he looked at you. So embarrassed.  And not for him. For me. 

The pain quickly turns from incredible emotional pain, and into physical pain. It feels like a knife is embedded in my chest. And then it spreads. 

I grab a trash bin and puke. Ew.

Disgust turns to pain, and soon my whole body is screaming in agony. I bite my arm to not scream, and notice something that almost makes me faint. Cracks have appeared all over my arm. I check the rest of me, but nothing is there except pain.

Oh great.