walking through the hallways, he didn’t give me a passing glance
i decided that this was it. how could he do this to me?
i felt rage, regret, and pain.
as i looked back in time, i thought about all the sweet things he had whispered in my ear, and how he said he’d always be there for me.
i now realized that he was just like all the other guys, he didn’t actually care about me, he only cared about himself.
why was it that i always dated the wrong people, and even thought i realized it didn’t act on my impulses?
it just didn’t seem right
but somehow deep down, i knew that he was different, and that he wasn’t like everyone else; i felt something toward him that i had never felt before.
i loved him
there was just something different about him
it was the next day that i made my mind
i knew what i had to do
at school, i walked up to him, pulled him away from his friends and dragged him into an empty room
it was there that i gave him the kiss
we broke apart, and as i looked up, i didn’t know what to expect.