Love is something that everyone wants to feel. Everyone wants that one special person to love them.What happens when you find the one you've searched for since you were a little girl playing dress up in that ripped light blue Cinderella dress you got for your 6th birthday. What happens when you find your prince charming and he slips right through your hand like sand you used to grab and play with at the beach. When we first saw each other I was in the 9th grade our first exchange was simply a smile at one another through the crowded high school hallways. I turned to my friend and she called dibs on you like you were a piece of candy she wanted. I smiled and said nothing. We never said much to each other my freshman year but when we did it was a small spark between us. Of course you always had a new girlfriend so I stayed in my lane as a distant friend and confidant. Sophomore year came. I just got my heart broken and stomped on by your bestfriend which obviously you knew and could sense the vulnerability in me like it was perfume.You came up and spoke to me and said I was gonna be your girlfriend this year. We were worlds apart in my eyes. You had a reputation for leaving every girl you've dated behind for your newest experiment and I didnt wanna be the new one for your first semester as a senior, and I was your friend group mission to accomplish it became a game for you and your classmates of sleazeballs to come hit on me and see who could get me to drop my draws first ,it was a game to you. You would flirt with me,any time you saw me in the hallway leaving my weight training class you would come up to me and try to spit a game.You were so bad at it.You were corny but it was cute because it was you.

We started texting every text,every word, every second, every minute, every hour, and every day I was more and more into you. You had a way with words that made me feel so special it was crazy. We grew closer, even stayed up all night talking on the phone about what our future would look like. If our kids would have my eyes or your smile or your small ears or my hair color or my skin tone. How we would decorate our house.You would have your own man cave so you could play 2k all night on your playstation without bothering me and I would have a big closet full of all the pink and white clothes I desired.Our room would have a flat screen tv with a bookstand full of poetry for me to read just across from it. Our kitchen would be stocked with our favorite cereal and have enough space for us both to cook dinner so we can gather our little family and eat together like a normal functional family would, something we both never had. We were two broken individuals who made a home in each other's hearts. It was a beautiful thing until it wasn't.Until our skeletons in our closet came out and there were no more secrets,no more lies and we had to face the ugly truth. We were toxic together and we said horrible things to each other and at times I hated you and hated what we became as we argued over who was right and who was wrong. We fought day and night and I cried day and night scared that every day you were closer to leaving me,scared that I was the problem and that the end of us would be my fault. Two broken people can not fix each other and two broken people can't help heal one another. We hated each other so much we couldn't even talk to each other without saying something horrible under our breath. So we split our final goodbyes and handed back each other's stuff. You never looked back once when you left you just shut the door behind you. You won't be the father of my kids but they will know your name. They will know the first guy that mended their mother’s heart then broke it once again. The man I still dream of and wait for till this day. You were my prince charming in some way. You were there for me when I felt alone and like no one cared if I lived or died. I will forever love you,but we were teenagers when we first met, maybe in another lifetime we will meet again and end up together and fulfill all the promises we made to each other when we were young, reckless and careless teens.