My Saviour

He was always there, clouding my vision, my mind and my thoughts. He was everywhere and his voice gave me shivers and his body gave me the electricity I never thought anyone can give me. He was dangerous, and they told me that I should stay away, as far away as possible. But I was drawn to him, drawn to the way he looked at me and said my name, drawn to the way he made me feel. I was defeated and torn when he left me there alone brokenhearted, replaced with hatred and regret for the boy who made me so attached and yearning for every inch of him. Everything he was took over me, and I loved the mysterious person who always made me fall harder than I ever could have. He was dangerous, but I was drawn to him like a magnet, and got thrusted away in to his chaotic world filled with everything that came towards him, and soon wondered how a person who you love so much, can cause you the most pain.