We were both so young,
but old enough to know
what we were doing.
We were bold, and daring.
Every opportunity we had
to be together, we took it.
All the way from
sneaking around together,
in the darkness of long halls.
To the open public,
where no one knew who we were.
It was exciting,
adrenaline pumping,
and heart racing.
I wanted to spend
every moment with you,
because every second
was well spent.
There was never
a dull moment with you.
We would always laugh,
even at the strangest things.
It would usually be when
we would see something funny,
like a video online,
or a person falling,
it really was
the dumbest things.
And that's what I fell in love with.
I fell in love with the happy moments.
When there would be no pain, no sorrow, no arguments, nothing.
But in all honesty,
I fell in love with the bad things as well.
I fell in love with the way you would try and save us from falling apart.
I fell in love with the way you made sure I completely understood what was going wrong.
I fell in love with the way you would pour your heart out to me even if you knew it would affect me.
I fell in love with all of that because I knew it was the truth. I knew that I wasn't seeing some cover up of you. That it truly was the REAL you.
So I fell in love with who you truly were,
but, you, you didn't.
I realized that you only "fell in love" with me because of how i acted.
You fell in love with me, because i was "a nice person."
You fell in love with me, because I was
"understanding and gave you chances."
You fell in love with me, because I was a "caring person and treated you right."
And that was it, you only loved me for all the benefits that you would receive.
You only loved me because I was good, to YOU.
You never loved me, because you never accepted who I truly was.
That broke me, knowing that I loved you, for all that you were, and accepted all that you've done, whilst you were there, only appreciating my presence and the benefits I brought to your life.
Which brings me to my one and only question,
were we ever actually, "in love?"
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PuisiDedication: This book is dedicated to all those who are hurting or have been hurt. We are all in this together, and no one will go through the hardships alone.
