If you truly loved me, why did you fail to express it? Where was this love when you reduced me to nothing more than an object? Was I merely someone to play with? I
see you every day at university, yet you don't even glance my way. Where is that love now? I yearn for it, to envelop myself in it, to create a sanctuary from it. Even if it brings me pain, even if it shatters me from within, I long for it to be you.
There have been many before you, and there may be many after, but none can compare to you. You are the only boy I have ever truly liked, the only one I fell for. You are the sole source of my laughter, even more than the tears you have caused. You are the only boy I wish to touch, the only one whose touch I crave. The only boy who left me feeling this way.
I crave you-your tenderness, the intensity of your gaze, the warmth of your touch. Who am I to confide in when you are not near?
I was the one who got away, but you were the one who truly left.
