You caught me at "Boorish" when we first met. Your brows creased in anger and growled at me. Hah! You actually growled! I never knew I could break that cold mask. The mask where it made others feel as if they were the scum of the earth and you were some deity. The mask that made everyone squirm under your malicious gaze and lifeless smirk. Everyone except me of course.
Your first smile was with me, so was your laugh. I saw the mask slowly slip away as our arguments grew fiercer. I think you got a rise out of me and my temper most times. I don't think I realized until I played the memory over and over in my mind after I left.
See, before I met you, I had no life. I lived seeing grey. The only color I saw at all came from you. That's the reason I came to you the way I did and as unexpected as that was to me, you seem to know all along. As if you waited for me all this time.
I was the only one you let through to see that side of you no one ever saw. The side that was confused, scared and angry. The side I tried to refuse because all I wanted to see was your perfection. You saw me as your only hope and you broke that selfish barrier right through.
I began to care for you far more than I cared for anyone else. When I lowered my guard and gave you permission to let yourself into my hectic life, you chose that time to push me away. You left me and it hurt. It hurt like hell. I'm trying to find you and to this day, I still am trying. I sense you running away. Why? What did I do? I still wait for the time I meet you again. I wouldn't know what to say but as long as I saw you, I know that I'd be satisfied with just your company but only for a period of time.