Met this boy in highschool who I befriended. We remained friends until graduation. Over the three year period I had fallen in love with him. I dreamed about someday he would feel the same for me.

We agreed to meet after graduation. I was so nervous I could barely speak. I had not a clue what to say. Being with him was enough. We walked around the mall and talked about things. He asked me if i was with anybody. And naturally, instinctually said no. My mind wanted me to confess to him, my love for him. But I did not. I felt so
strongly for him, but feared he did not for me.

After that day, we parted ways. He was involved in school. He made new friends and developed an ego. We started to argue again. Painful reminders that we were drifting appart.
He got angry one night, and said some awful things. How those words hurt. Those words he chose, felt like bee stings,In my heart, I felt it fall appart. He hurt me so. I miss him still. To this very day. I wonder about him. How is he doing? Did he ever change?