Tales of a broken heart

The aching of my heart woke me up as I stared into the black abyss of the room, tears still came to my eyes thinking of the night before. I had no idea of what I did wrong or why he even left, all I knew is that I had no interest of getting ready to leave for school. As I rolled over on my bed I sighed, getting up slowly I fought not to just stay in bed and cry. I knew in the hallways I would see Evan, all the memories would come back and I'll cry, so what was even the point of going? All I'm going to do is be in endless pain and emptiness. Despite these thought in my head I knew I needed to, I had a concert that night for choir and that was 95% of my grade. I got up and tamed my lion mane of what I called hair, while doing so I looked in the mirror, my eyes bloodshot and underneath them red. I knew there was no way of hiding that I didn't sleep, But I was going to anyways.

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