JustInkedWithWords Count Blessings Not Problems

“The shame of it was they both loved each other, but they were both too young to know how to love.”

I met a boy. I met a boy I tried my best to ignore. I met a boy who scared me, With his diamond black eyes, That pierced me to my core. Eyes that were always fixated on me, Filled with fire, passion, Knowledge and desire, Intoxicating intensity, All towards me. I met a boy who Pursued me relentlessly, Recklessly, Hopelessly, Obsessed to possess me. I met a boy who made me smile and forget, Made me stress, and regret, Made me hope and try, Made me fall and cry, Only to rise up again. I met a boy who taught me The true meaning of loneliness. Who enveloped me in solitude, In the darkest parts of the night. Making me want someone, Who was never truly mine. I met a boy who promised to be My knight in shining armor, And said he’d come back for me. Who unlocked the door of my frozen heart, But never came through. I met a boy, Who said he’d love me forever, But galaxies and eons wouldn’t be enough, To describe the abyss of space and time, That separates him and me. I met a boy who says I’m the “One”, Who promised to catch me when I fell, Deeper and deeper in love. But he’s the one who’s blinding me, Teasing me, With false promises and dangerous dreams, Of what could be. I met a boy who says I’m first in his heart. So why do I feel lost and last in his life? I met a boy, Who came to me, In the guise of a man, Wanting me to be his better half, If I gave him the chance. I met a boy, Who leaves me aching for romance. I met a boy who gives me rotten flowers, Phantom kisses, empty texts, and Hazy memories of what we once were. I met a boy who has me waiting… Waiting for messages that never come, Replies that come horrendously slow, Killing me softly with his lack of effort, But this is something he’ll never know. I met a boy who has me stuck, Not knowing whether to trust his kind words, Or listen to his cruel deeds. Should I move on, Or set myself free? I met a boy who is doctor, Injecting me with his poison, But refuses to give me the cure. A psychologist that drives me crazy, Disrupting my senses, intuition, and logic. I met a boy who has me wasting away, Dying of a lovesick heart. I met a boy who is truly frightening, He is a ghost, a zombie, a vampire, A murderer and a monster. I met a boy who is a teleporter. He disappears and reappears, As he pleases. Making me wonder, If he’s as genuine as he seems. I met a boy who is supernatural, Having the power of life and death—over me. He revives, Only to kill, Over and over again. He does so with incredible skill. I met a boy who could be the devil. He tortures and torments me daily. I met a boy who could be an angel. A luminescent shadow, Who can deliver my soul. I met a boy who could be a warlock, Casting me under his spell. I met a boy who’s got me trapped… In a never-ending hell. I met a boy who has me questioning, If any of this is real. I met a boy who needs to know, That if this is what you call love… Then it’s something I’d rather not feel.