He is not just a boy. This might sound cheesy and cliché, but I don't really care. I feel like me around him. I feel happy when I see him, or when he sees me and grins like an adorable idiot, which is a good thing. I feel like a princess when he holds me and kisses me. I feel everything when he tells me he loves me.
When I'm crying in my room alone, I'm wearing the hoodie he gave me, and then I don't feel that alone anymore. People ask me why I wear his hoodie like everyday, it's because (this might sound creepy, sorry) I want to feel like I'm next to him even though I might not be. It's because it's like his arms are around me, holding me, helping me calm down.
I love him. I love him, because he makes me feel alive again. Before I met him, I was in quite a bad place. People might have not known or not seen, but he saves me everyday. I feel his arms around me, I feel his lips on mine, I hear his voice ring in my head, "You're beautiful. I fucking love you so much." and I feel my heart beat again.
