We first met when I was in 6th grade and he was in 8th. I was always the nerdy girl that everyone thought was crazy. He was the older cute guy that everyone wanted, ya know middle school when hormones were just starting to take place. Him and his friends used to make fun of me, but little did they know that when I got into highschool, I was a changed girl.
We met again in gym, just how we met in middle school. The minute I seem him, I wanted him. He had everything and more. He was kind, funny, sweet and just everything I wanted. Well, we started dating on 4/25/10. The odds were against us, because that entire first month, was full of nothing but fights and arguing. I couldn’t stand it, each day I cried, hoping things would get better, but our pride wouldn’t let us admit that both of us were wrong. Time went by, and we learned to work things out better, and deal with problems.
Summer was horrible, turned out my parents didn’t like him, which led me to lie and go behind my parents back just to see him. I couldn’t stop… I loved him way too much to realize that I was hurting my parents. I broke things off with him when I realized how crazy I was getting.
When school started, we dated again. I guess you could say we’re just drawn to each other like magnets. I honestly thought I needed him more than anything. He bought me things, he told me sweet things, but things got tough once again. We broke up. He started dating my bestfriend, and I telll you that me and her are no longer friends at all, but not for that reason. Well, I got him to cheat on her, which i know is wrong, but he was mine.
We dated again and again, and then finally ended things in November of 2010. I’ve gone about 5 months without him, until a week ago. He texted me, and the minute I read that single, “Hey.” The memories became flooding back, and now we’re just trying to work on each other. We’re not ready to date each other again, but we’ve agreed on being friends. To be honest, I love this boy no matter what, and I don’t know what I’d do without him. I know I don’t need him though, I’ve gone 5 month on my own, but hopefully one day, him and I will learn to work on our relationship with each other and figure whether we want to be together or not.