Roses And Thorns (UNDER HEAVY EDITING)

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- Loving the wrong guy.

You were that boy parents would warn their daughters about, to stay away from. You spelled trouble in a million different languages, and only my rose colored glasses could turn a blind eye on that. 

You were emotionally unavailable and it was obvious, but I never backed down from a good challenge. I was warned about you, as you weren't the type of guy parents were happy to meet. I was ready to defend your name and paint you in a whole different color to make them see the same thing I was seeing through my glasses. 

You were a loner by choice, an introvert by nature. Social interactions seemed unnecessary to you, even though people naturally had a tendency to gravitate towards you. You eventually made me a part of your inner circle, but I never stood a chance in making you fall for me.  You were so selective about who had access to you that I felt privileged to be close to you. 

You learned to care for me over time, through silent actions that showed care and affection. It was almost impossible not to fall for that. As much as others couldn't see it, kindness was hidden under your mask of indifference. I could clearly see that side of you, up until you withdrew it all and disappeared as soon as I was starting to feel comfortable. 

I had been warned and the warnings turned out to be true. You were never meant to stay, you were a mere passenger, a fleeting character that would teach me a hard lesson for me to finally put both feet on the grown and see life as it was, full of disappointment and heartbreak.

My voice felt weaker as weeks turned to months and there was still no sign of you. I had no faith in you to defend you anymore. I didn't believe it either at some point. I had to accept the reality of your actions, or lack thereof.