You used to love someone, that was Atlas, you still did. Though when you confessed, It didn’t go so well. Atlas rejected you, as a joke, though you didn’t know that. You started avoiding him in collage, getting as far away from him as possible. You both were assigned in a project together, you didn’t say a word to him.

”Why aren’t you talking to me? Is it because of what I did? I’m sorry, I thought it would be funny, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for it to be like that. You can hate me all you want, I do love you back, I really do. I just.. I just thought it would be funny to you, I wasn’t thinking at that time, forgive me, please. Please.” Atlas was trying, he was trying to make you happy, atleast so you could come back to him, he never meant to hurt you this bad, he never meant to make you humiliated, he thought it would make you smile, or laugh, he wasn’t thinking straight.

He tried to hold your hand, but you pulled away, after class, you tried to ignore him, but you couldn’t help but run back to him and start crying in his arms.

”I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I love you, till I’m dead, I’m sorry. I’ll make you happy, please. Just give me a chance to, I’ll treat you better, I’ll tell the whole world I’m with you. I love you, I really do.”