dear first love,

his puppet

i remember meeting him.
it felt like a warm sunny day. he was my sun, i was the earth and everything that lives on it. when he smiled my heart warmed and my chest felt more relaxed. i felt as if i were a flower blooming.
he would love bomb me, make me feel like i was everything. 15 year old me fell harder than i or anyone could ever imagine. then again, of course, it was just an act.

the second he managed to pull me in he acted as if i were a puppet on strings, and he was the one controlling them. i had no say in the matter.. he didn't care for my words.