Understanding true love.

You are no one when you are searching for yourself. Finding morals to believe in something, so you won't believe in anything; takes courage. Have you ever had a person take away everything you grew up to be? Have you ever lost your self? That feeling you get; you don't get a feeling, because you are nothing. Someone stole who you where, and yet you thought his words where kind. You thought he loved you. In great sorrow you where wrong. I've been there. Lost all sight of who i was and who i fought to be. I lived off of him. Like a monster he took my identity. I got away. I went somewhere i could hide from him; regain what he pathetically stole. With no hope in my eyes, i said goodbye to an entire world. My world, did i already let go when i met him? Or is this my final salute to what i thought was my life. To be honest, i couldn't see sight of who i was. I didn't find my morals so i fell for anything, unfortunately it was him. How do you explain to your friends and you family that the bruises on your body are from falling one to many times. You can see in their eyes they secretly know. That sympathetic pain transferred from their eyes; it gives you pain that runs from your heart, down your spine and ties a knot in your stomach. Although there is simply nothing you can do, you sit there and pretend that everything is okay. I didn't leave my universe in hopes to find a new universe. I left for safety. For the hopes that maybe ill get the courage again to be my own person, and find my morals. Beauty has a way of finding a reflection and shinning out to you. Screaming at you to do it for yourself. I sat for several days looking inside of me searching deep for even a morsel of my past existence. Nothing. I couldn't take grasp of anything but of this coward i was. Spending a life collecting dreams and waiting for princes charming should have been good enough, right? You lose any hope you had and all faith people have bestowed in you. You sit there and you wonder where have you gone, but no one answers your questions. The marks on your body explains it all. So forth i went picking myself up off the floor.



Screaming inside, my heart beating out of my chest. Walking into this new air this new world. Terrified doesn't even begin to explain the first few feelings i could remember. It wasn't even moments of seeing him did i know i felt safe. I caught myself lost in his eyes more than enough times. His smile was genuinely kind. He spoke softly and his words protected you. Never in my entire life have i felt someone's emotions through their words. I couldn't control how i felt. I really didn't want to get into falling for someone. I wasn't too sure if it was just another monster. If this is what it felt like to be in love. When we touched, our skin; It felt as if someone had turned on every valve of blood to full speed. He gave me these horrifying terrible butterflies, that i couldn't get enough of. I hated being around him at first. It was like he knew and in humour he sat there and smiled at my pleasant discomfort. That first kiss, i can still feel it on my lips. Flawlessly he reached out and grabbed my heart. Protected it with every 'i love you'. In reality; which this is, i shouldn't have opened my heart to him,

I should have looked away when his eye captured me. The thing about falling in love, is it only happens when you aren't searching. The world around you stops and the sun and moon finally meet. The feeling of love is like every star falling for you, on which you wish upon. Falling in love is like forever crying happiness. Smiling so big people across the world can feel the passion. Your entire mind is concentrated on gently running your fingers along his heart and watching his goosebumps create a story. Holding his hand forever and having that love seal every detail of falling in love. Its the strongest feeling you can feel. It's every feeling at once. When i saw him my entire past disappeared. I know who i am laying in his arms. I dont have to question myself in doubt that it really isn't me; he showed me, me. He indirectrly let me knew that i was always here. I was just hidding from what was forbiden. The only thing he ever did for me was love me. His love showed me who i always am. Without those terrifying butterflys and that feeling of forever smiling on the inside. My heart would

still be empty. Describing how i feel about him, comes easily. Before falling in love i was nothing. Being in love I've regained my entire life. Loveing him from now, and forever.