Leaving me

I can never describe how he made me feel, and all the happiness he gave to me. I never knew how protected I felt in his arms, holding me tight. I never knew how it felt to feel the way he made me feel, he gave me hope and made me think that not all guys are the same. Being stood up and heartbroken most of my teen years. I never knew how it felt to feel alive again and filled with nothing but those darn butterflies and just pure happiness.. I loved when he would grab my waist, an the way his lips felt. I can never get over that beautiful smile of his whenever I’d see him in the hallways of our school. Although I only knew him a year or two and only talked to him for two months, I felt as if I were alive again and set free from all the sadness and depression the other boys left me. I loved his sarcasm, and the way he’d joke around with me, everything about him was perfect to me. I knew he wouldn’t stay forever but man.. He sure made me feel joy. In the past i Always would come home with a depressed and irritated look on my face after school, but I had finally begun to come home with a big cheesy smile. I loved his hugs, my head was slightly below his chin, and his scent of cologne would follow me throughout the day. I loved when he’d give me his sweater just because I was a little cold. Holding his hand walking through the night with his oversized hoodie smelling like his Cologne. His smile was beyond anything, and I always felt my heart melt whenever he smiled at me or wink at me in the hallways at school. I knew he liked me a lot and I definitely liked him a lot as well. I found myself being late for class just so I could see his face in the crowd of people.I can still remember that exact moment when we first kissed. I was clueless, he looked at me in my eyes with his beautiful brown eyes, and leaned in. I can still feel the way his lips felt on mine. I can’t even explain the way I felt in that moment. I felt like we were both floating on cloud 9 together, my body tingled as he grabbed my waist, he was very passionate whenever he kissed me. I loved it. And in every moment we had together I cherished and loved and enjoyed those beautiful moments. But.. Unfortunately things changed... He became shady towards me, and I barely saw him in the hallways anymore. I couldn’t bare another heartbreak.. Although I knew this day would come. A lot of girls really liked him.. And I felt very lucky to have experienced what I did with him. Things got cold and lonely again. I remember waiting an praying for a message from him, but him being back to the old him. I wished that he would just message me and thing would go back to normal. The weeks gone by and I couldn’t take another second. He ended up bringing up all the things I was doing wrong, he had lost interest... And he moved on liking another girl.. After all the Sparks Had died i savoured all our memories and cherished every one of them, and thanked him for making me happy again.. To this day I still see him in the hallways of our school with the same chessy smile and the way he smelled. Sometimes I cry after I see him pass by me because I get horrible but beautiful flashbacks of when I was so happy with him. When we had each other.