today has officially been 3 years since the first time I said yes to you.
We were freshman and it was Nov. 14th, 2009.
It had only been 9 days since we first talked. I should've figured this would end just as weirdly as it had begun.
This portion of our relationship was short, lasting only 2 months.
I ended it with you because you were too attached. You were fighting with me every monday begging me not to leave you. Even though I had no intention of leaving in the first place.
This lapse of time between the first and second time was all of 6 months. We ended in January and began again in July.
July 14th. That was one of the most significant days in my high school life.
That was the day I sold my soul to the devil. 9 months. We were together 9 months.
Through thick and thin, I fell in love with you.
Don't ask me how, because I'm still not sure.
You were crazy. To say it in the nicest way possible.
I couldn't see my friends, I couldn't go to events, I couldn't text boys, I couldn't do anything with out you.
And if I wasn't with you, i was texting you. NON stop.
It was like my life revolved around you, and for a the most part I enjoyed it. I fell in love with you.
I was only 15. You were cute, nice, and you made me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world.
We could talk about anything and everything for hours on end.
It was like we were one person.
That was until you broke me.
You broke the one thing that held our relationship together after all of that time. Trust.
You got with her.
Not just anyone, your bestfriend.
How am I supposed to rationalize that?
Had you been doing this all along?
Was I looking dumb in the hallway holding your hand thinking we were in love?
Was I crazy for even saying your name outloud?
Yes.
Yes, I was crazy, Yes you told your bestfriend everything I asked you not to.
Yes, you were crazy, for ever thinking you deserved me.
We all make mistakes, and mine was dating you.
You really made me grow up these past 3 years.
I'm now a senior.
I can now look back and laugh.
I can now look at you in the hallway and not have my heart drop.
Because I'm looking at someone else.
I think about someone else.
He is my bestfriend.
He is more than that to me.
He makes me laugh.
He let's me see my friends.
He doesn't cry to me.
He cares about my feelings.
And now after these years I can honestly say thank you.
You made me figure what I can tolerate in a relationship and what I can't.
You taught me how to treat people and how to love people with all of my heart.
I am able to fall in love because of you.
SO thank you.
Thank you for being there when I needed to grow up.
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