this kid asked me one “are you in love with me”? & at that very moment I thought yes. I loved the idea of him. I loved the time with him. but then I remember, that very kid I thought I loved, I hated. I hated the fact that he consumed my time, I hated the very same idea of him, it was just a relationship formed out of hatred. I hated the fact I started doing drugs because I got lost in his influence, not that I really blame him because I make my own choices. I hated that I gave him anything he wanted just to find out he didn’t really like me in the first place. One thing I am great full for, how he showed me what not to look for in a guy which led me to find my real first love. it’s just funny how you can get hurt by someone so hard that another man can come into your life & put all the broken pieces back together, can show you the true meaning of love.