Wanting Him

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It Hurts me everytime I think about him. It's hurts everytime I imagine him. Knowing that I will never see him again.

I know that he's making bad choices where he is now. I know that he is doing it to get rid of the pain of his father's death. I know that it helps him.

I don't want it to help him. I want to be the one to save him. But when I try and shakes me off. He advoids eye contact.

That one moment we had with each other was amazing. The one where I sat in his lap. I came so close to telling him how I felt. But I didn't want what we had to end.

I should have told him before he left. I should have let him no the truth. Now he's gone and I don't get to see him.

He loves Reeses. It's his favorite. It's my favorite too, now that he's gone. Everytime I get one.. I cry. I need him to hold me like he did that night.

I need him to kiss my neck like he did that night. I need him to cup my cheeks and kiss me deeply. I new him to tell me it's what he's always wanted.

I won't be able to see him anymore. And if I did, I would cry. I couldn't bare to see him in his current state.

I want to hold him close and tell him he would be okay. I want to take him away from his situation. I want to tell him that I love him and that's all that matters.

But because he's so far away, I can only hope that one day I could get the chance. But that's unlikely because, the last time I saw him, at his father's funeral, he had a deadness in her eyes, one that told me he didn't care anymore.

If he dies, from the things he's going... A little of me would die as well.

If you ever read this, know that I love you and would do anything to protect you.