true love

i thought I’d found my true love. He was tall, he had dark hair with rebellious streaks of purple. I loved him from the moment I saw him. From a far, his eyes were almost black but when you get closer, his eyes are a glistening dark brown. The first time I saw him, I was put under a spell. I fell in love with him, was it his dark eyes? his silky, soft voice? In fact…it was everything, I loved everything he did. But the one thing I remember was, walking home happily in the rain. We had talked inside, hearing the rain batter against the window. We walked home together, he asked me on a date. Of course I said yes. But that was a long time ago, it doesn’t matter anymore, he hasn’t spoken to me in months. And yet i am still, truly in love with him, that rebellious purple haired boy.