Even though we were toxic, to ourselves and those around us, I still couldn't seem to get him out of my mind. He never realized it, but he did mean alot to me. He never trusted me, but I always trusted him, and still do. I still believe that we could make things better, even if it's not the way I had wanted it to be. I still want him, because my emotional 'connections' for him have never been cut. I had given him my virginity after all. He had been my first. First time having sex, and... the first person I've felt this way about before.
