He was my lightning. He was strikingly beautiful in a mysterious way that causes tsunamis to well up inside of my heart.
He was the perfect salt water smile on a day when it was almost too hot to breath.
He was that song that when you hear it it always gives you that feeling like you're someplace else, far away in a memory and when you remember where you are again you feel almost dizzy because there for a moment it felt like you where there again.
There was a place far away where my smiles were not constricted and I used laughter almost like it was the oxygen that supplied my lungs.
I always used to laugh.
I don't laugh anymore.
Because the one boy, my lighting, my salt water smile, ruined me.
He broke me.
But he also gave me the willpower to live.
I'm a mixed up mess of emotions, always on the verge of breaking down into a disaster that can't be disinfected and rebuilt by nice words and a sincere smile.
I was that one quilt that was always used when you were sick or sad but eventually you left it forgotten in the back of the cabinet because you didn't need it to comfort you anymore.
You had something else to comfort you.
I was always there to hold everybody's hand, and now I'm here to hold your hand too.
Don't be like me.
Don't think that lighting won't hurt you just because you're inside your home.
Don't you dare, ever let that sea water smile drown you like it drowned me.
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AN: I have no idea what I just wrote but I'm going to just go with it. Please comment you don't know what it means to me. Anyways this story is mine don't claim it as yours and all that jazz. have a wonderful day. Oh and feel free to correct any crappy grammar issues.
