A Year Later { OC Fanfic }

{ Chapter 1 }

what is love? Love is the best feeling in the world, it's a dream come true and it feels as if your life is finally complete with that significant other. Well you're Wrong. Love is the worst feeling in the world, catching feelings for someone is probably one of the most dangerous emotions ever. It's so dangerous it could even kill you. Emotionally.

It was long ago, few months if I can remember to when my heart was completely broken i fell right into my dark place again. I've had a boyfriend in the past but my relationship with that boy was really something.

He went by the name of "Loren" I had no idea what he looked like or what his voice sounded like. During late night and early morning calls he only revealed his whispers. Nothing more. Sometimes he would send photos that was of his neck, his eyes or his smile. It was hard to tell what he looked like but i didn't care.

I revealed everything, my face, my imperfections, my voice and my secrets. He called me stupid for doing that.

Unlike other guys who look out for a perfect girl with big ass, big boobs and smooth skin this boy loved my imperfections. That's how I fell for him more, my love for him fell more and more and more straight to the point where I started hoping.

We lived in different countries and our only contact was through text and call. His family was not rich and couldn't afford plane tickets to come over here. My family, if I ever told them they would take away any connection I had with him. And that was something I did not want to lose.

So we kept our relationship a secret.

My hope was high, so high i did not realise that it would hurt me later on. I was hoping I could meet him and that we'll start a family together in the future. But my hoping was one of the biggest mistakes I have ever done.

We then argued; a lot, he had an ego and my emotions were sensitive. We argued about our time schedules and the time we had for each other, he made me cry when I said it was okay but he blames himself, it was the worst feeling. My hopes started to decrease and as they lowered my heart sank.

It was then a few days later he wanted to break up and end the strong connection we had, the laughs, the cries, the smiles and the calls. He wanted to end it. It was out of no where, he never talked to me about it and I never agreed to it, he didn't take my words to heart of "I never agreed to this" and left me.

Up to this day and it's been almost a year since that happened. He's still in my mind.