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I.

At the time, he was my best friend's boyfriend. He was Italian, really short with black har and brown eyes that could shine. He had a beautiful smile. I didn't even know who he was until he sat next to me at lunch this year. When they broke up, we stayed friends and became clse. I tried not to tell myself I was happy they had broken up, although I knew I was. Later, my friend and I got into a fight and now we no longer talk. Him and I were close still, almost best friends.
One day I decided to tell him how I felt. It was clear enough when I kissed him. All the day he sent equal signs of affection back at me. Later that day he told me he liked my new best friend.

II.

I didn't pick him, he picked me. He had blonde dyed hair and brown eyes. He was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. His tounge was pierced, he was a rebel.
It was one day after the above had happened, I guess I was just searching for comfort. He was searching to get laid. We were in my car and he held my hand. I had known him for a day. Later on he kissed me, and I remember my head spun. The next day a mutual friend asked us if we were going out, and I said no, because he never asked me. He took my hand and asked me then. I said yes.
I loved him. He told me he loved me, but I should have known better when he wouldn;t return my calls. Even of that, it still was not easy to see, I thought everything was ok. One day he dumped me. He said I was being a bitch. I'm still not over him.

III.

I met him while I was with the above. I knew him before, but I really got to be friends with him while I was with the other guy. He had blonde hair that was curly and always messy, and beautiful bright blue eyes that he used to stare at me with. He visited me at work, but after he gave me his phone number he never came anymore. I called him once, to see if he wanted to hang out. Once we did, but from then on he made up excuses to not see me. My friends said he was scared to tell me how he felt, but I know otherwise.
He asked me for my phone number. I waited all day for him to call when he said he would. He never did. He told me he was with his friends. He said this when he visited me at work one day, complaining that his friends ditched him. His freinds made a stupid nickname for him, and treat him like shit. He calls me when they ditch him.

IV.

He came after me, subtly over the past 2 years or so. I guess that was my fault, I told him I was in love with him. I think I am. We went out lots of times, but it never changes with him anytime. He calls when he says he will. He keeps the promises he makes. He cheers me up when I am sad. He's always been the one I run to when things don't go my way, and he always takes my side. He belives my lies. I take him for granted. I think hes catching on.

Inside Me
Unearthly Behavior