Addicted To Depression

being pulled out of the hole of depression

When he was rejected he ran back to me. We were happy again we hung out a lot more we laughed. Once again sweeping me off my feet I felt like I would never touch the ground again. Though things were never the same he was still with me and I was proud for holding him that long. But there were differences and similarities to relationship we had before. One of the differences was he still flirted with her and as much as it pained me to watch I suffered through because I wanted him. I could never stay mad at him he just had the affect on me and even if I got mad for longer than usual I never let my emotions other than love get the best of me. We were still always hanging out all the time. Because I loved him and I never wanted to let him go I loved him. We constantly got closer every minute of standing of standing together. I wasn't worried about anything. But I slightly had the urge to kill the slut of school for flirting with him. (She will be referred to as the slut) I told him that she was totally flirting with him. He said he knew and that he could tell when a girl flirting but they can't tell when guys are flirting. But eventually the slut began to try to steal him away from me knowing he was mine.