I start missing him

Wow all i need is one fucking call to ruin everything i had achieved in 12 days. i was at the beach with my family. How i love them i must say. And i just couldn't shake the urge but to text him. I told him i missed him and couldn't stop thinking of him. and to my suprise. He was giving me a hard time. Like I had done something wrong. me! I wasnt the one who had cheated i wasn't the one who disapeered for 2 weeks. Yet i was the one crying for him to take me back. I didn't sleep that day. It was the day before school started again from spring break. He told me he liked some girl. And if i say it didn't rip my heart out of my chest, pinned it up against the wall with thumb tacks, and stabbed it with a steak knife. Id be lying. Yet i felt hopeful i knew i could get him back