My tears flowed like a river from my eyes as I wept upon his chest. He held me close wishing to take every ounce of my pain and fear away. If only transferring this was possible he would not take second chances to even think about it. For it would have already been done. I love him, more than the moon loves the sun. More than Children love the snow in which they play in joyfully through the cold, white, winters. My love for him Is not a boastful thing it is pure and Happy. I remember when we first met, the way he so graciously took my hand and heart almost stopped my breathing. His smile was crooked, twisted, yet sweet and loving. His eyes shone a bright blue straight to his soul. I’d never danced before in my life, coming only to talk and speculate. So sudden, so unexpected. He had me where he wanted me as we walked out to center stage. In a way his grace made me elegant. Our bodies moved swiftly together as we swept our feet across the floor. Mysterious was he. He had left so much unsaid yet his eyes, his lips, they said it all. In love with him I was. A stranger to me was he, little unknown he knew so much about me. Every ones eyes were laid upon us with utmost interest. To think now he is being taken away from me, to think I may never see him again. Everything changed so quick, so fast. We were no more than young lovers. He was quiet but I could tell my tears made his heart heavy. I tried my best to stop, to stop for him.. Soon enough my tears were gone. He swept my deep chocolate brown hair from my forest green eyes. Smiling he kissed me sweetly. Why was it that they had to tare us apart? I try so hard not to know you’re not here. I’m counting down the days and I’m counting down the hours, it’s so very hard not to show this side of me since you’ve been gone. I wake from my dream saddened with a shattered heart. My love for him will always be pure, my feelings for him will never change. My mood is gray and heavy like a rain cloud over head as I stare blankly out the frosted bedroom window pane at the white crystals falling softly to the ground. If anything, why couldn’t have I fallen like that? More memories, The time we spent laying together in your bed with smiles plastered on our faces talking about the future. Us together, you being my Mr. and I being your Mrs., I always had reason to smile when I was with you. A slow but sure smile spread across my face erasing the frown. Then I began to think about the times you promised me forever and always, the day you gave me the ring. Yeah I remember that. Next came the day we were torn apart, It was the worst day of my life. I remember it all. Perfectly. We were talking and laughing then you paused and I heard the immediate change in your tone of voice. You told me everything my mother had said as I cried quietly, I begged you not to leave me. To stay here with me. But you left quicker than I could catch my quickly sinking heart. Upset. Torn, and shattered I fought with my mother trying to get my way with her. Furious that she had taken me away from you I cried heavily in the backseat of the car. It was the longest ride home of my life. With words of hate I cursed her, I hated her for what she had done to me. Not even stepping foot inside of my house I left again walking down the cold street hoping to escape with you. Hiding away I wanted to wait for you, wait for you to find me. But this was impossible, I knew. Yet I stayed anyways. I had never felt so much pain in my whole life. She soon found my place of concealment and took me home for a second time. Again I dared not step foot inside my house, I walked to the end of my street sitting there silently with my music ripping through my ears. I’ll never be the same ever again… I shift back to the present and my smile fades and is replaced with silent tears. I’ve lost my appetite the past few months. I’ve eaten very little and find it hard to sustain myself. You’ve moved on and replaced me with someone else in your heart. That hurts me more than anything. More than being ripped away from you. Filled with anger, hurt, and rage I cradle my face seldom seeking comfort. Will this pain never end?…