6 years ago, I saw the most beautiful boy ever

who asked me to be his first

but never once said I love you.

Instead, he would tell me

that I couldn't put my hands on my hips

because it made me look like a girl.

My friends saw my tears and I told them

that I deserved him.

4 years ago, I kissed a boy

who tasted like cigarettes and told me

that he would always come save me

even though he couldn't save himself.

My friends watched from a distance

and shook their heads in silence.

2 years ago, there was a boy

who suffocated me and told me

that it was his way or no way,

I'm only doing this because I care about you.

I got drunk and told my friends about him

and pretended I was happy.

Since then, I wanted no one at all

but when he walked into my life

I didn't expect to fall but...

he fought hard to keep all my demons away:

"I love you."

Nobody has ever said that to me.

"You love me?" I asked, leaning towards him.

He nodded.

"Please say it again," I said. I let him wrap his arms around me.

"I love you," he repeated.

Please Stay.