-"Without Your Love I Would Die"
It's always been me, the girl that's walking down the halls, with my strands of hair falling perfectly along my flawless peach skin. People thought I stood out, I was beautiful, one of a kind. But none of that. None of those thoughts ever came to me. But the one thought that hit me as quickly as clear rain shatters to the ground, was my breathtaking boyfriend, Adam.
He is truly a dream come true, an angel sent from heaven, and he is the reason I am beautiful. This is why I Can't hurt him. He makes me feel loved, that's why I have no fears, except the fear of breaking his heart.
We're too young. I don't want a boyfriend, but I can't tell him that. He is like warm butter, soft on the outside, but on the inside, he will break down into pieces and melt completely, and his heart will just shatter and it will all be my fault. And that's exactly why I said yes when he asked me out today.
I heard the sweet sound of the doorbell. I grabbed my stiletto heels and ran as if loving was all I knew. I opened it stunned to see him. My heart skipped a beat every time our eyes locked together. And I didn't care if it was my last day to live, as long as I was with him. I felt my heart spark every time he told me I looked beautiful, and I felt like I was free every time he said my name, Olivia. He grabbed my hand, I was weakened by his touch. We walked out to his Truck. He opened the door like a gentlemen.
After 10 minutes, it seemed like 3 tiring years. The awkwardness swept in immediately. My love and passion for him faded away instantly. I felt ugly, not beautiful. I felt as if I were trapped.
The car stopped.
"What's going on?" Adam spoke anxiously.
I looked at him hesitantly and sighed. "I don't know" I looked down trying to avoid eye contact. "I can't decide if I love you or not." I replied slowly scared of what his answer would be.
"Fine, but before you consider breaking up with me, take this" Adam spoke softly, handing me a note that had been folded up in his pocket.
I took the note, not opening it, as a tear had splashed on it. My mascara was starting to smear.
He wiped away my tears with his bare hands.
"Open it, for me, please" Adam said as his voice seemed as if it was fading. He held onto my hand. I grabbed his hand knowing I wouldn't get to hold him close anymore. I was about to open it, when a drunk driver slammed into our car, and killed Adam, blood was flowing everywhere. I survived somehow. God saved me. It was a miracle. Of course I cried. My heart still had love and affection for him. And now I realized, Loving him was what I was best at. I opened the note very slowly as tears were screaming down the skin he called beautiful once.
"Without Your Love, I Would Die ~Adam"
From that moment, I never loved again.
