But little did he know that in the warmth of the setting sun he made me forget. He made me forget about him about why I was hurting and about even hurting myself. He didn't even make it happen, it just did. In that temporary moment of bliss, my body wasn't overridden with pain, but instead a contentment you'd feel when the water filled your lungs. I knew in that moment that I loved this boy who made me forget about everything that made me hurt and allowed me to start being me again. Perhaps a different me but maybe that isn't such a bad thing since I didn't like the me I was. He'd turned me into a girl that wanted to cut away the past instead of cutting broken skin. The boy who will save me from myself, is the boy that I deeply fell in love with.
                                                      ( K R W)