Our story has just beganA Story by Maddy Raye
So i met this boy the day I hoped my life would end.
I was in a room full of people, when I looked at this boy. But i didn't think he noticed me. I sat down and made a friend or two. It was the second day when I went up to him and told him my name. He looked at me and all i could see were his beautiful brown eyes, looking right at mine. It was maybe my fourth day where he asked who wanted his number. I did so I went up to him and said I do He looked at me and smiled and said I'll leave you my number. The day he left we were in a group and the whole time I talked I looked at him. He gave me good advice and made me feel like maybe I wasn't at fault. When he left I said goodbye and honestly I didnt think we would talk when I left. When I got my phone I texted him and he surprisingly answered. We talked for a little but then we became good friends. Now we talk on the phone more then twice a day and we text every Chance we get. I started to call him my best friend because that's what he is. We've been talking for more than a month and we became best friends. Today he told me he had to tell me something. I wasn't worried, but I had a feeling of what he told me. My heart started beating really fast. He told me he likes me. To be honest I like him too. I can't say im not scared of being hurt but I have a feeling he is meant to be in my life. More than friends or not. I how he sees I'm not perfect and I'll make mistakes. I hope he can see I care for him more than I've ever cared for anyone. I hope he can see that he's my best friend and that I hope we do meet again and find out what God has in store for us. Because I have a feeling this is just the beginning, of how we met. That our story just began. © 2016 Maddy Raye |
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1 Review Added on December 2, 2016 Last Updated on December 2, 2016 AuthorMaddy RayeVAAboutI'm a 14 year old girl who loves to sing and write. My favorite thing in the entire world is love. My poems and stories are mostly about love. I turned to poetry because I never fit in with anyone. Al.. more..Writing
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