My hands trembled as I tried not to look ahead. The bright light of innocence shined so brightly that I could hardly see. I wanted to call out for him, but lips were sealed. His soft brown hair made a blush a deep red. His sea green eyes glowed with such an intense passion that it made me smile when ever I met his eyes.

 There wasn't anyone that made me smile like that...except for him. He was the only thing I thought about. You could say that I loved him, but "loved" isn't the right word.

It was more like an obsession.

I smiled and cherished the moments with him and when he left, I broke down craving his sweet smile.

One day, I hope to hear those three simple words.

I. Love. You.

He was my drug.