The heart warming look in his eye's that reminded me of who he was in the beginning, was the only reason I stayed. I was lying to myself, feeling sorry for him; blaming myself for the emotional abuse I was enduring. I could see the lost boy in his eyes after all the lies we had fed each other wishing that things could have been different. In the fight of love and war having to face the subconscious relief of finally being able to fearlessly let go of the memory we once had; I conducted the defense with great bravery till all his lies became hopeless melodies, where upon he fled. Turning a harmless peck I had confessed to given to another boy into his new retribution. Disillusioned by the only thing he was marveled by, he turned into someone he didn't even know resided in him.
"Move on. It's just a chapter in the past, but don't close the book. Just turn the page." Nothing was the same after my small confession,
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He was convinced that I had done the worst, and always thought the worst of me in every situation. I felt bad for the little lies I had told him throughout the relationship, telling myself that it was okay for the way he was treating me, and that I deserved it. No one deserves to be ridiculed for being honest, I didn't want to have a guilty conscience over such a careless act. I came clean one night that we were sitting at a park revealing dark sentiments, he looked as if he didn't really mind what I had just owned up to. I was wrong; from that day forward, the pure boy I had first met only remained in his eyes his soul screaming through them wishing he would have never heard such thing from the one he loved. You see when He and I began to date it