The One Thing

People say things change, you know? People change and usually things dont stay the same for too long. In my case, that's a really good thing. I met him at some month, some day when I was sixteen. I was a shy, awkward girl who looked nice. He was a fun and confident guy. We were both attending the same church youth group. After a while trying staring at me, he decided to talk to me. We were really good friends at first, I think I always knew he was into me but the whole flirting thing was fun for me so we just kept on going. To make this story short, I fell in love with him and as long as I know he fell in love with me. I loved the way he kissed me, I loved the way he always made me feel so special. He looked at me as if I was made of magic. I loved it when we went to church together, how it always felt like home. It was home. My home. The place were I belong. He was my person, my guy, my everything and church was the place where I used to find him. After a while dating we decided to be a "thing". He was my boyfriend. My first boyfriend ever. We'd have so much fun together, dancing and going out. For the first months it felt amazing. I was really in love with him. And then we started the fighting. I thought it was normal, I didn't know any better. It was awful. I would end up crying and he'd end up acting like if I was a compl