There was a boy

Huddled with his friends in the quad

Hair so curly, relatively hard not to notice

I was a lonely girl whose “friends” were merely middle school companions

More often than not I felt I didn’t belong

Then my eyes locked with his

His calm, serene blue with my verdant, raw green

A seemingly typical flirty move had its roots beneath 

We looked at each other a little too long to be ‘just friends’

He quickly found his way into my heart, and I his

Through my seventeen years on this planet 

One boy has occupied my attention for about three

Pulled together by a powerful magnetising force

His complexion unraveled my mess of emotions

His past left scars, yet underneath so patient, so kind

I gave him my vulnerability, he showed me warmth

For once in my life, I wasn’t afraid

His presence gave me butterflies

His eyes, simple yet beautifully complex

His hands, quite larger than mine, provided comfort

His humor lit up any room

His beauty could have had anyone in this world

But he chose me

I fell deeply in love with that boy

Dare I call it love

A connection so raw, so pure

Unconditional one might add

I fell in love with him 

Not for looks

But for his character

He showed me a different world

Opened my eyes up to so many possibilities 

At the best of times our love raged like a wildfire

Quickly spread

Burned so deep

At times it rocky, and uncertain

Our growing souls fought but forgave 

For this was a new feeling neither one of us could lose

In present tense, my skies are grey

The holder of my heart left a 6ft1 shadow on my life

As much as I try to be heart broken, withering in my sadness

I have found peace within

There is a saying I was always taught, but never fully understood 

That was, until I met him

“If you love someone, you let them go”

I didn’t want to let him go

For I was truly fond of that boy

But I know, he needs this

He deserves to find the charismatic boy I once met

I let my boy go in hopes of him regaining perspective

I said goodbye to him

My words stumbling, voice cracking

My verdant, green locking with his calm, serene blue

He said goodbye and walked away

Tears were shed, but something greater came about

Growth 

My hands unfolded from a love I could not contain anymore

It was a blessing to have had him, and to have let him go

In the meantime

I am going to grow on my own with the wisdom his love once taught me

So frankly, my story ends here

Sadly, my love for that boy will never cease

But, I am at peace with that