Heartbreak and betrayal

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  I love him. I really do. But the problem is, he's inlove with someone else. I could never do something to that girl. I mean, she's too perfect. Too good. She loves him too. Deeply. I could never do anything to hurt their relationship. I've faced the pain. Not directly, but I've encountered the pain that comes from the most dreadful betrayal of all - cheating.

  I was twelve when I found out that my dad had cheated on my mom. It was then that I realised that nothing lasts forever and my childhood fantasies were over.

  I met him on the first day of high school. I was hiding under this shell of hate and loneliness. I would have never thought that I would be able to love someone at all. Ofcourse it sounds stupid, but at this early stage of my life, I've faced so much heartbreak that I didn't believe in true affection. Even the slightest glimpse of him would make me nervous. I was fooling myself the whole year thinking it was just another sympathy and that it'd wear off in a few weeks. We didn't talk that much. It  was a few months later that we started to talk, because we joined theatre with a few of some other classmates. He was gorgeous. Even though he was one of the simplest guys in our class, he stood out. He would always make everyone laugh. He made me feel warm. For the first time in a long time someone finally made me feel warm inside. But it was only when I was with him that I felt that warmth. It was hard for me to get close to anyone. I've distanced myself from people, because all they gave me was disappointment.