Sad summer love

Racheal

When I met him I knew he was trouble, I was warned .. did I listen? Never. Maybe it was the way he acted like he truly was in love or maybe it was simply the way he smelled like the scent of old spice. Either way, i eventually fell for him. I fell hard. We spent every day together, beach, his house, beach some more. I got butterflies when i was with him, i loved him so much. Everything was going great. our kisses were like heaven , the way he hugged me and seemed to never want to let go, the way the silent walks were completely normal .. everything was perfect ..two teenagers, falling in love. Out of a book almost , I was so happy , just thinking about it is unbelievable how happy i was. Then something horrendous happened. I was away from him for only 3 days and i find out he "loved" another girl more then me. She was in his eyes, more beautiful then me. He broke up our relationship and i was heart broken of course I'm always the girl to smile on the outside, but this time i just couldn't. My happiness was completely over. I then was drained of all happy thoughts. I couldn't bare it. I was heart broken. Weeks later i find out he's moving so I want to see him one last time. I see him & the pain gets worse, my love grows stronger. He then leaves the state & i never see him again. Until one day he tells me hes coming back, Here i go from not wanting to function at all to being completely happy. He's coming back and he told me first...he cares, he loves me, he wants me wrapped around his body again , he wants our finge, r entwined again, my life is wonderful. The he comes back and he wants to be mine again, i would have given up anything to have that happiness back. So i took him back. Finally I feel his tongue up against mine , finally I'm happy again. But , once a cheater, always a cheater. He soon cheats on me & naturally i was angered but he told me to leave him the fuck alone, that i was a bitch. He hated me. I was depressed for almost a year , the week after it happened I couldn't eat a thing and i would always feel sick. Everything was horrible again & this time it was 10 times worse. I mean come on, he HATED me. There was nothing i could do .. A year passed i still love him & we're friends now but I'll always love him no matter how much he stabs a knife through my heart.