I met you when I was 16. I had nothing going on in my life. I hated life, but that all changed the day I met you. You were so vibrant, the aura you gave off gave me more life than I've had in years. I knew the moment I saw you that you were the answer to my sorrows. The climax to my depression. One problem. I didn't have the courage to tell you how I felt. You saw me as a friend. Little did you know I was at war with myself. I wanted to tell you so bad but I assumed you wouldn't feel the same. I couldn't risk what we had. It meant the world to me.
Months passed, I saw you chase guys that looked way better than me, guys I couldn't compete with. It killed me, but what made it even worse is that I couldn't tell you. I couldn't tell you that you were killing me. That every time you would tell me about what you did with some of the guys you chased would eat me up inside. But that's when something magical happened.
You told me you started to have feelings for me. I couldn't freaking believe it!!! The moment I had been waiting for ever since the first day we met. We started a relationship that day. I will never forget our first date. The way you looked that night was straight out of heaven. I told you how beautiful you were although looking back I probably took five minutes to say it. Although soon, I kept one question lodged in the back of my mind: How long can the happiness realistically last? I would find out after six perfect months. Seemingly out of nowhere, you broke-up with me. After all we went through, you deleted the history of us in an instant.
That was ten years ago, yet the wound is still fresh. You now have a family with the guy you left me for. Two kids, suburban house, the works. That should be mine. I mean, ours. But no worry, I'm here to save you from your misery. Today is the day we get a fresh start. On our ten-year anniversary. Ten years have passed since you blew me away with the way you looked that night. But something tells me I'll never forget the way you look tonight.
Written by Jzazz65