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... PAGE UNDER SERIOUS CONSTRUCTION ... Intro xD ↑Back To Top↑ Loathes Loathe? I don't know... Loves Blue Orchids Books Poetry Love Music Love Story It all started around early 2005 when I first saw him. He looked odd and so different but I never really payed attention to him. And barely EVER saw him. He always seemed to be alone. As if he enjoyed it. But then 2006 came and that's when I actually really started paying any attention to him. But we never met. He became my guilty pleasure and I became intrigued by him and watched him from afar. It wasn't until Thursday, Jan. 13 that he actually spoke to me. Actually his best friend (whom I later grew to love) talked to me first. He came up to me that day and asked things like Why was I always alone? Or something. I remeber I replied with something mean I regret saying now. He then apologized and said he was sorry to bother me. That is when my tre love came. (who was actually listening from behind?) He told me something I completely forgot. Then he told me his name. (which I didn't hear exactly; or heard wrong) I didn't tell him my name; I thought he would ask? But he didn't and I thought he thought I should. But who's to know what he really thinks? He then started a conversation with me about ...? And showed me his band shirt or whatnot. I got a close look at him and knew he was gorgeous from that instant. Although I'd seen him before and knew already. I never saw him smile. Only once and it was truly mezmerizing/beautiful. Like no other.(I've always wondered what could make him smile like that if he never did. It will stay an unsolved mystery.)He had long raven - black hair (not THAT long) and I usually saw it tied behind like 2 small ponytails on each side and usually hiding his face. It was very odd; I'd seen no one like him before. He was also very tall. He seemed much older than I. But then I found out he was in the same grade as I which was..a relief? Although I never found out his actual age. I still wonder... He usually wore dark clothes with his favorite band or a hoodie. (oh, he loved those, I could tell) he wore the hoodie alot. Why? No peculiar reason. He just loved it. He was the only one that did. He would wear it when it did not rain and when it did he would not wear it. But I could tell he loved the rain, like me. He would walk back and forth patiently in the rain when no one else would. Yes, most of the time I saw him he was always alone. Sometimes he would be with his best friend (or his best friend would be with him) They seemed so close since his best friend would only talk about him. But it seemed he didn't really care much for him. Like he would rather be alone..? So since neither of them knew my name, they called me, for some reason "emo"? And we talked (his best friend and I) about favorite bands and stuff. My love and I barely talked. Not as much as I conversed with his best friend, who was also awesome. And his best friend and I BARELY talked. But one day we were all in the same room. (actually I was there and they came for some reason and I was shocked/terrified.) But when he came I would not talk to him so he MADE me talk to him. =) And so I did. But I didn't really know what to tell Him. He acted wierd the whole time. (actually He doesn't ACT) He IS wierd. But wierd in that way is good. xD That is when I decided to let Him know something. I asked Him if he even knew my name and He said ...? (my memory has failed) So I told him. AND his best friend whom was next to him. But His best friend said he liked to call me "emo" better. Why? So then we talked about stuff. And then the conversation took an unexpected turn and my love started telling me sick things. Why? I tried to ignore him but he kept on and then he (they) stopped. (his friends were encouraging him xD) But it seems to me that whatever he might do, wether good or bad, can never take away from my adoring him so much, not one thing, absolutely nothing. Because I know he is truly, deeply, a sweetheart. Then He started doing odd things most people would probably find...annoying? Ha, I was enjoying every second of it. Then he got close and asked me if I hated everyone is the world. I MEANT to tell Him that he was my only exception. I wish I DID. I almost did. He was very spontanious and dark. I also noticed that same day that he had a lipring. I had no idea but it looked great. Around that time I asked him his favorite band, because I was curious what a person like him would like. I had no idea and would have never known. But when he told me I then knew. I knew exactly how dark he really was. What he doesn't know is that band later became MY favorite mostly because of Him. I stole his favorite band a long time ago and still love them up to this date. And I always will. Forever and always. And I wanted us to share that liking. Only us. That day, during being in His presence I felt so nervous. My pulse became strangely faster and I felt light - headed and was losing my breath. I felt I would almost literally faint. Or die. The only thing I could hear was his voice and my heart pounding loudly in my ears and I felt weak and I was shaking uncontrollably but fortunately not that noticeable. It was terrible. Never experienced anything like it before. But then again my pulse got faster whenever I saw him before. He had that power against me. I was weak and he was the only person who ever did that to me. I felt he could kill me if he wanted. But why would he wan't that? xD I forgot what I said and that was the last time I ever spoke to Him. But from then on I started hanging out with his other 2 best friends. They became like best friends to me. We talked every day and hugged when we met, etc. (it was awesome ;) It never really occured to me that I could get to him through his best friends. I would have never known his or their names if it wasn't for each of them talking to each other. I learned all their names that day. But one day I was with one of His friends and one of his female friends told me he loved me. I didn't know what to say or how to reply but I felt awful not saying anything. That's the last time I spoke to him. But he wasn't my Love's BEST friend. I REALLY liked my Love's best friend. I loved most the way he talked to me and his fabulous vocabulary. He seemed very smart and VERY nice. When he talked to me (alone), I could get lost in his wonderful words and voice. I'd never met anyone as nice as him before. Ever. And I probably never will again. Because there is no one else in the world like him OR his best friend (my love) in this world. I miss talking to him. & to them all. (3) And although I have not seen them in over half a year, I wish to re-encounter with them someday, soon. But I will most probably never see any of them ever again in real life. I will always miss him and my adoration/love for him shalt never wilt. My memories are the only thing he's left me but it will hopefully be enough to last me a forever. I know for sure that I will never meet anyone like him. Ever. & also because I don't wan't to. But I will miss him always and never forget him. ... .... NEOPETS, characters, logos, names and all related indicia are trademarks of Neopets, Inc., © 1999-2008. ® denotes Reg. US Pat. & TM Office. All rights reserved. PRIVACY POLICY | Safety Tips | Contact Us | About Us | Press Kit Use of this site signifies your acceptance of the Terms and Conditions