My little eternities

it's hard to be alone when you know the concept of love specially in your teenage years.You always want attention ,you always want to stand out ,be appreciated,be accepted by someone "special". You look for that "special" person everywhere. you fantasize about how things would be ,about the butterflies in your stomach and those lovely conversations,those holding hands ,first kiss and whatnot. Then you meet him , "the one". you think this is it ,he is my prince charming ,my dream come true, he just,he just really gets me ,he understands me ,he loves me but sometimes they are just mere delusions.you mistake his heartwarming lies to be his love .Things go well for sometimes you're having fun ,you're enjoying your time, making promises , visualizing future together .you open your heart to him ,your soul ,you body ,you let him in. you let him discover you , you give him the power to control you and why wouldn't you he's your "one true love". And then one day he's gone the first hit on your tender heart, it really hurts like hell the first time and all the times that's gonna come but the first one , you'll never forget how much pain you were in ,how much you cried,how many sleepless night just wondering what was it that you did wrong but there's no answer ,no one to hear your muffled screams inside . But you do get out of it ,you do find your light again and you hope to fall again knowing what the end would be and you do every time , repeatedly, fall in love.