So I had this boyfriend all through 8th grade (Kyle). We broke up for good at the beginning of 9th grade, and he moved away.
I missed him terribly, and couldn't stop thinking about what could've been.

I wrote this July 28, 2005:


When you said you loved me,
Is that what you really meant to say?
Or were you just saying that
To make me go away?

Everything that happened between us,
Everything that was said.
I really thought that one day,
We would wed.

I finally realized, though,
That you were only joking.
That's how, through all that time,
You didn't realize that my heart was breaking.

I loved you so much...
But then again, I hated you.
Then, you packed up your things...and left.
And that was my cue
To forget.

Forget about the good times...
Forget about the worst.
But I'll never forget,
You were a lot of my firsts.
My first love,
My first kiss,
But there's one thing
That I will always miss:
The way you looked at me,
Showed me that you loved me,
And that it wasn't a joke.

When you left,
I thought my whole life was over.
But I guess I never realized
How very special you were
...Until you were gone...

Nowadays, I find myself
Laying awake
In the early hours of the morning.
My mind settled on you,
And my heart still breaking...

-Lindsay-©