It Was The First Day Of Third Grade;
I remember sitting and looking around the class and wondering what boy would be a good choice to have a crush on this year. I looked around at every boy and saw none. Then I got to the last boy. He had brown hair, and wasn't paying attention. That day I decided that he was the cutest boy in the class, and that he would be acceptable to have a crush on. Later in the year I found out from his friends that he had a huge crush on me. It was thrid grade so I mean we didn't really do anything about it. When fourth grade came we were in different classes. I heard about the new girl he now had a crush on. I didn't think much of it but I had new crushes to. By fith grade we had forgotten about each other, and we were in different classes again. But when I started becoming best friends with his neighbor, I started seeing him a lot more when I would go to her house, and we wouldhang out. I started to like him again, but he didn't think anything of me. Then I went into middle school. 6th grade everyone started having boyfriends. We went to one of our school dances and I slow dances with a friend. That night, I found out that the boy that I had liked so much in elementary school wanted to ask me to dance. That night he asked me out, and we started dating. We dated for a few months. Then I figured out he kissed my friend (who was his nieghbor) and another girl. I was crushed and broke up with him. The next day when he apologized I couldn't help but take him back. I'm not even sure why. We dated for a couple more months when he broke up with me. I was hurt, I pushed him towards other girls, and started dating other guys hoping it would make him jealous. In 7th grade all the boys were different. Towards the middle of the year, me and him hadn't talked a lot at all. Then he started dating my best friend. I wasn't mad because I wasn't sure even how I felt about him by then. There was just left over feelings. She didn't even know how I felt. They dated for around 9 months, all the way into 8th grade. Me and him had a few classes together and I found myself falling for him again more and more each day. Him and my best friend broke up. It was kinda of a mutual thing. And I really hated to say I was a little happy. Me and him became pretty good friends and then towards the end of the year we all went to the movies, and he held my hand. He was open to people that he liked me, but he didn't do anything about it. I was mad and didn't want to be a bad friend by liking my friends ex, so I just let it go. Then this summer, we were at a friends house with people, and me and him cought fireflies, and talked and I just felt so close to him. After that we started texting a lot. Then one day he just stopped texting me. I haven't talked to him all summer. and just now I'm realizing that I still love him. But the truth is.. I don't think I ever stopped.
Just had to get that out somewhere..
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