Last year, when I was 15 years old, I meet an incredible guy.
He was everything that is good compacted in a person.
At the beginning I didn’t saw him that way but he started talking to me.

I met him because we go to one of the groups of the church together. He was awesome.
Every time he saw me he smile at me in a different way compare to the way he smile to the other girls.

We get along very well. He was funny. I remember one day he tried to explode a balloon with a towel. I don’t know what was he thinking about.

One day he send a message that said he will stop going to the group. I think it was for the best because he was 4 years older than me and my parents wouldn’t allow me to be with a guy of that age.
Now I miss him but it’s for the best, for both of us.