“How long have you loved him?” she asked.

Her sister replied “for far too long, I loved a boy that didn’t love me back as much as I loved him, everyone is saying one sided feelings could kill another person and they aren’t wrong. I loved a boy who was my best friend. I loved a boy who wanted me to compete with other girls for his love. I loved a boy that saw me for who I truly was and he used it against me, he knew that I was weak and he put me under a spell that would take years to break, even after he was gone. I loved a boy who was unsure of love, it’s not his fault he doesn’t comprehend what love means or how it should be used. I loved a boy I made so many memories with it was hard to replace them with new ones. I loved a boy who knew everything that had ever happened to me and he used it as a weapon against me. I loved a boy who put butterflies in my heart instead of in my stomach, and when he left they all died. I loved a boy who was handsome and charming and put a light in my eyes. I loved a boy who built me up onto the highest pedestal and when it broke, he wasn’t there to catch me. So now I am a girl with a shredded heart from butterflies that died trying to crawl their way out. Now I am a girl that looks at love a little differently. Now I am a girl that questions every boy that ever walks her way. Now I am a girl that doesn’t let as many people in. Now I am a different girl, with a piece of the wrong love that will remain in her forever. Now I am a girl who loves herself more than she ever has. I have loved him for a long time. But I am going to love myself for longer.”