Envy...

Shy and dodging people in general. Sums me up in a nutshell. Never once did I believe someone so intoxicating could consume my life. I never once talked to him! A wink is all it took. He turns the corner, and there he is as I say, "Looking for someone." I remember his smile. I thought, am I really talking to him?! From there, romance was blooming, and for once, I felt truly happy. However, as crazy events unfolded, I began to wonder if we were meant to be? Or is it best we split? What was he hiding that made him so depressed? A gun in his room. A girl who can't stop intervening. The worse then occurs....