I'm addicted to him.

The day we met.

My name is Violet Nelson, yes violet like the flower. I'll admit violets are not as beautiful as roses, but they are beautiful in their own little way. I've had a hopeless crush on Corey Matthews since 7th grade. I don't know what it is about him but just looking at him or even a picture of him he makes me smile. Corey just got out of a one year relationship with Rosemary Johnson. I can't even begin to know what he's going through. He posted a status saying he was depressed. So I commented and said that I'm here for him. After that day we talked almost every day and we became closer. Corey isn't popular or a nerd. He's like a dandelion, he's there but people don't really see him for who he really is. One day I could tell something was wrong so I pushed him to tell me what was bothering him. He then told me that he liked someone who wouldn't like him back. I kind of got upset because I knew it wasn't me. He wouldn't end up telling me who so I guessed and surprisingly it was me. I was shocked. Why me? He's totally way out of my league. I ended up confessing my feelings for him as well. I told him everything I disliked and liked about myself, my hobbies, my favorite things. He told me some of his too but not as much. He's not a very open person when it comes to those things, he never usually opens up to people. He kind of keeps to himself. When he started opening up to me more I realized he was more beautiful than I thought. He's like a crystal. You look on the outside and it's beautiful. Then you open the crystal up and only a few people see beauty. We ended up going on a date at a school dance. And I was dancing like an idiot making a fool of myself. But I stopped and looked at him. And I froze where I was standing. I realized I loved him with all of my heart. And I knew how much it would hurt if he left. I started to get tears in my eyes with the thought of it. I suddenly wiped the tears away. And I shook it off. After the date we hugged and it felt like home. He was warm, smelled so good. And I felt safe. Home isn't where you live. It's where you feel you belong. And I felt like I belonged with him. In his arms.