age 21:
My boyfriend cheated on me.
We were going out for what feels like a life time, but it's only been three years.
But fate seemed to hate me because for two whole years, he's been cheating on me, with the girl from high school.
Her name is Hillary.
Hillary is a nice girl.
We were nothing alike.
She comes from a wealthy family.
I can barely afford a dentist appointment.
She has a perfect smile.
Mine are coffee stained.
Perfect hair blonde hair.
I have black, lifeless hair.
I guess I could relate to my style of coffee,
Bitter and sometimes energetic.
He doesn't like coffee. He took a sip once and threw it away.
He wanted the gold, whilst I was the stubborn gum, he had scrapped from the bottom of his new sneakers.
