Do you know what it's like to smoke? The sensation is there for a minute or two, then it's gone like a jet, until you breathe in another cigarette.
That's what Dylan felt like. He felt like he was there for a moment, and then gone the next. I was beginning to feel unsure about him, about my feeling for him. Loving him hurt, but not loving him, not being with him felt like I was just slowly dying. He saved me, and it felt like he was trying to kill me right after. I fell in love with him.
I still do love him. I really do. But, I don't know what to do anymore. He's everything to me.
