Long but worth reading.
it all started around the ending of my7th grade year. He sat with me on the bus, and i guess this is where it all began. I started liking "him".
he would sit with me at the lunch table, and hug me and talk to me all the time. he was here for me whenever i needed him, we texted and just.. everything was perfect. then came summer time, i told him i liked him and i wanted a chance with him. he told me he liked me too, and we planned on dating and hanging out a lot over the summer of 2011. That never ended up happening, but i never let it bother me too much.
The new school year started, I was in 8th now and he was in 9th. The first dance of the school year, he went to. We slow danced and everything from then on was perfect. At every single dance, we slow danced together and we almost kissed. We flirted, and hugged a lot. We were on Skype for all hours of the night talking about absolutely everything & anything. 11:11 came around, and he made a wish saying "I wish i could love her". I honestly never knew why he was so hard on himself, I liked him since the ending of the past school year and he seemed interested in me too. All I wanted was for him to love me, since after all.... I loved him too. Things went great, we got married on facebook and everything. Quickly, everything took a down fall. He divorced me, we stopped talking for a while, only making small talk here and there. He was one of the guys to like more than one girl at a time, so one night on Skype i asked him who he liked. He said me, and about 2 other girls. About 2 or so weeks later, he married another girl he liked on facebook. I didn't bother asking, everyone said I was prettier than her. We stopped talking again, he eventually got a girlfriend. They dated for 2.5 months, and he's trying to get back with her. My life has been a rough ride, i'm waiting for him to notice there's a girl wrapped right around his finger.
this is the story of how i fell in love.