To some people, I fade into the background and fit into the crowd perfectly. To him, I was everything.
The feeling of importance and belonging felt constantly there when I was with him. He changed me, but I let him. He was a drug...something too difficult to let go of. I spent all my time with him, at his house watching movies all day or driving around in his truck. It didn't matter what we were doing as long as we were together. Spending all that time with him tore me away from my family and my best friends. But I didn't care. He made me feel more than average.