So this is where we come to the end of what I'll now call my first adventure in affection. I will never refer to what I felt as love because I honestly don't feel like it was. I'm young though and know I could be wrong but romantic love is so hard to define as is without all the complications.
As for "Him" I don't know what he's up to. I don't check anymore and I try to avoid the conversation all together. I feel so much better. I don't think of him as often and when I do it doesn't hurt as much. It's only been about two months since I last saw him.
I am looking forward to college and the future a head.
All in all I feel like it was all lessons learned and experience points for the adventure ahead.
If you've made it this far I applaud you and thank you.
May truck loads of all kinds of love come your way.
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The Collection of Shit About "Him"
PoetryIt's all true. It's happy at times but mostly sad.