On the first day I met you I thought you were so cute. I was nervous to be around you. To avoid rejection I assumed that you already had a girlfriend because someone like you must have a girl. I didn't want the meet and greet to end just so I could be around you just for a little longer.
At the end I gave you my Kik hoping that you'd Kik me that afternoon, but I figured you weren't interested in me when I received nothing. I couldn't wait for the next meet and greet, to see your face. You stole the chance to be with me when we were doing the calls but I didn't realize it.
Surprisingly I was not as nervous talking to you in the empty room; you were more of an old friend than a stranger in my eyes. It felt as if I knew you for years. After that day we were always on the phone with each other, all day long until the wee hours of the morning.
I remember the cool summer night I first spoke to you on the phone; I sat on my steps peering up into the endless dusk sky counting the few faint stars and catching glimpses of the crescent moon.
You told me of your past and my heart broke. I was able to tell you everything about anything; we could have conversations about nothing and it was everything to me. You were mine. When you started dating Her a piece of me shattered inside, you were supposed to be all mine and only mine, but if you were happy with her I was happy.
...You knew I couldn't say "I love you" but you and I know that I do "love" you.
...To think that we met in the summer of last year (2015).
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Inside my Heart & Head
RomanceThe person I fell in love is leaving me for a while. These are little poems and stories that I write to him and about him. I hope you enjoy them.
