heres the thing. he was the kind of guy i never allowed myself to fall for. he was the kind of guy to rip your heart out and claim you gave it to him for keeps. sure, he was beautiful and made me smile. a lot. but he also made me feel out of place and uneasy. he always had the right thing to say and to be honest i wished he didn’t. i wished, just once, he would mess up, say the wrong thing at the wrong time. but i knew he would never do that, it was almost like asking the devil to cut you some slack.
when i first met him, he was everything and more. he was tall and handsome, with the most stunning smile. but to me, he could’ve stayed just that forever. i never gave him my heart because i never wanted him to have it. its wasn’t his to take, no, it was mine. for the keeping.
when he told me it was over between us, it hurt, but i almost felt a sense of relief knowing that i wasn’t “his” anymore. but then one day, he walked right back in. with his dazzling smile and dangerously good looks. and that time, he didn’t have to rip my heart out because i gave it to him without a question.
something about him had changed. he was new. when i looked at him, it was like seeing a completely different person. i felt like i was on top of the world when he was around. everywhere he went, there was an overwhelming presence he carried with him.