Story of a life

His pain

I came to school the next day with those words my mom told me going over and over again in my head. Crying my eyes out trying to get the courage to them,....to tell him. Just crying in every class within peoples asking me what's wrong and me not saying a word. Finally it came to the point were I'm walking to 3rd period and Troy comes up to me and asks
"What's wrong" for a couple seconds of silence I finally replied with
"Nothing". He knew that wasn't true, he knew there was something wrong he said it again
"What's wrong"
I tried to convince him that there was nothing wrong, that everything was ok. and then he looked at me with them soft deep ocean blue eyes begging me to tell him. and then.... I did
"I'm moving" I replied.

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I could see the deep dark pain in his eyes when I blurted out those words. I could see them just repeating over and over again in his head. we started heading in the the class room to our assigned seats. I started doing my work thinking, hopping he was ok, I took a quick glance at him and saw tears rolling down his face.
I couldn't stand seeing him like this, it just twist my heart and blurs my words. I-I didn't know what to do, what to say, what think. so I just sat there Motion less and dumb. After ages of depression floating in the thin air making it thick the bell finally rang. I got out of my seat And walked out the classroom trying not to look at the expressions that could be on his face. Walking slowly down the hall a sudden jerk came to my body almost pushing me down, I realized it was him... Troy. He was hugging me... hugging me as tight as could be. After a short moment of silence he told me.. that he loved me. Heat rushed through my body, my heart started to race, my face began to redden. I started to wonder.... is this what love feels like?