Day 19/30 asks me to discuss my first love
This is a bit long so here’s the Tl;dr : Met boy in high school. Liked other boy. Other boy didn’t like me. First love and I start dating. Break up. Back together. Twice. Break up for real. Want him back. He’s already taken. Haven’t spoken to him since.
Oh George. I was a junior in high school when we met, and he was a freshman. I had already been friends with his older brother Edwin.
I didn’t notice him much because I had other romantic prospects in mind in the form of a Polish classmate named Lukasz. We were all on the track team together. While I was an extraordinarily boisterous and well-endowed petite female, Lukasz was equally quiet and non-descript. I made my admiration of him obvious and most times tried to look attractive and probably looked really awkward.
I may have actually transformed into Peter Parker at one point
Suffice to say, Edwin and George enlisted themselves to help my cause. In the end he had NO interest. At all. Was he gay? I don’t think so, but I really wanted him to be so my 15 year old ego wouldn’t have to suffer. He had never had a girlfriend before and I was a terrifying prospect, and also he really liked playing World of Warcraft.
It was after a few months that I gave up my stalking and accepted he wasn’t into me. One day while at an absurdly long track meet (13 hours inside with smelly people and only 2 races to run) I found myself completely enthralled with the prospect of my matchmaker. How could it be! We spent the entire day together and I saw him in a new light. From that day onward we were in relationship limbo, awkwardly flirting but not knowing who would make the first move. He asked me out in February as my bus was pulling up and kissed me. How dreamy.
We dated for two weeks before he told me that he loved me while on an empty train. I said “OK”.
I think I finally caved and said it back after a few months. He would test me at least once a week to see if I would say it back until that point.
We broke up in the summer for some stupid reason probably, only to get back together in the fall. I feared I was becoming ‘that girl’ that was destined to be in on and off again relationships for the rest of my life. We broke up after about a month because we thought we were just better off as friends. We got back together for one last time in a romantic movie-style scene in the park.
This pretty much sums it up, except it was bitterly cold and there was no picnic and we don’t look like that. And it didn’t end in such heart crushing tragedy
This was a magical time for us. He was my partner in crime, on par with my best friend. We got suspended together and had detention together, I would leave him notes in his locker, and I would pull him out of class which was somehow allowed since I was one of the top students in the school. I also tutored his dumb ass so he would get good grades on his state exams. Romance all the way.
I had accepted the invitation to attend university in New Jersey. Yeah, I loved George, but he was a pushover, and I needed to start my new life. He had taken on all of my interests, listened to everything I said, and always apologized or cried at night when I was busy and didn’t want to talk to him. I was a prick. So I ended it in the middle of summer.
Very shortly afterwards I started dating an older guy with a fancy car. I broke up with him very quickly because he was creepy and weird. I started missing George and called him, seeking a familiar and comforting voice in this lonely new life on campus. I agreed to meet him after school one day to talk and hang out. He was over me because he was dating someone new, and that was that. We continued our phone calls and he would tell me all her emotional problems, seeking comfort, and I felt better knowing she was a lunatic.
I don’t remember when exactly but we fell out of contact, got back in touch, and he had some medical issues that I tried to make light of with a joke. He didn’t take it too well and we haven’t spoken since, although I’ve run into his brother once or twice since then. There’s no bad feelings but it would be incredibly weird to run into him.