H I M

T h e E n d

That's it guys.
This is truly the end of my story with him.

I have loved this boy for so long and we have been through so much. We've cried together, we've cried apart. We've laughed together, we've laughed apart.

These poems were based on my relationship with this Brazilian boy. I lived in Brazil when I met him, but in less than a year I moved to Canada because it was my parents' dreams and the only place where I could achieve and succeed in mine.

However I felt very lonely for the first two years, and this boy was there for me through it all. We started dating long distance and we wanted more than anything to be physically together. So I spent my summer in Brazil with my family and him, and it was the best time I had had in those two years.

When I came back to Canada (because my whole life was here now), neither I nor he could cope with this new reality. Being apart like this was killing both of us and turning our love into a selfish, ugly thing. We both didn't like who we were turning into, how our happiness metamorphosed into fights and tears and screams of angry words.

So I left.

I broke up with him so we would both heal, even though I still loved him...and I kept loving him for a very long time after. I could not say goodbye to those memories, not matter how many times and how hard I tried. It was only after dating someone else that his ghost finally stopped haunting me. Now he and I made peace and we both promised to never go back there, and look forward. We are currently best friends and have a very healthy relationship.

What you read was a compilation of poetry of the past 5 years of my life. Today, he is no longer a boy.

Thank you for reading my heart on these pages.