Crazy Love

Why me

I kissed back. Everything in that moment felt right. Everything I worked for. Everything I tried to hide.

Running from him. Running from my past. Running from I really was. It all felt right. Like this was meant to happen.

I felt at peace. I felt happy. I felt not alone. I felt..calm. Like everything was gonna come back together. I wanted to feel like this forever.

He pulled away and took a step back. Like he regretted what he just did. His face showed no emotion. All the anger come flooding back as I looked into his regret filled eyes.

"That was a mistake." My heart broke. That sentence was the sentence I was hoping he wouldn't say. But he said it. And it left me heart broken.

"You're the one who kissed me. You made the mistake." Don't show your heart broke. Don't show that you're angry. If he wants to be emotion less then so can I.

"Yeah and it was a mistake." I couldn't take it anymore. The more he said that the more wanted him out of my house. Out of my life. I wanted to forget the kiss. I wanted to forget everything. I wanted to forget him.

"Get out." The words left my mouth before I could think. My mind was everywhere and I wanted him out. But I wanted him to stay. And tell me it wasn't a mistake.

"What?" I was surprised I said it too. But my emotions got the best of me. And they took over while I broke down. I broke down because of the man in front me. And I thought he was different. No male is different. I should know that by now.

"Get out now." He listened. He very slowly left my house. The sounded of the door closing made me tear up. I wanted to break things. But I also wanted to curl up in a ball and cry.

I was so sick of men. I was tried of being hurt by them. I was sick and tired of trusting them.

Everything went black.