My Love For A Boy Named Joseph.

by Kayla
(Central City Kentucky United States)

I fell in love with a sort of bad boy. My mother wasn't very happy about it either. As soon as I saw him, he stole my heart, possibly my life. I was very young yet he caused me to grow up. At once I started being girly and acting older. Before that I was always a tomboy who didn't talk to many boys. My mom would always say that I just liked Joseph for his looks but that wasn't all of it. I fell in love with the way he made me feel. He made me feel so special, like I mattered. I loved his kindness and how he cared about people. Unfortunately, he had a new girlfriend every month just about. I stayed with him though. If he had a new girlfriend I always knew about it and I told him I was happy for him when I really wanted that girl to be me. I just remember the first time he hugged me and getting his drunk scent. It was lovely. I wouldn't trade that moment for the world. My love story hasn't ended yet though. I still see him. I still talk to him. I still love him. :(