"Once upon a time" only happens in fairy tales. They say you only get one true love. If that is true, then I passed up the best love. I had two chances to love him, and I did. Except there was one loose end, I did not understand the emotion. Being only 14 and 15 years old, and people saying, "You do not even know what love is." Starts to make you wonder, maybe they are right. What am I doing? Do I love this person or is this just a really great friendship not a relationship?
So the story goes, you break a good-hearted, kind boy's heart and yours in the process. Do they mend or just stay cracked forever? He was the one that repaired your broken heart before, but who will now? Will either of you ever be able to love again? So many questions and not even understanding what the heck you are talking about or let alone feeling for that matter.
"You make me happy when you are around. It is fun to be with my girlfriend if people say you are a bad person to be around they're wrong I know you are nice..." - A boyfriend, 13, to his girlfriend, 14, in April 2010.
We may of only been in middle school, in 2010, on our way to being freshman, but he knew what love meant. Love is making someone happy and loving them for who they are, not what the rest of the world sees.
Fast-forward a couple years, you start seeing him dating other girls. They're wearing his jacket, the one you use to like wearing. The jealousy hits you like a speed ball that came out of no where.
You graduate high school, and you wish you would of loved him and not fallen for the guy, who could not care less if y'all were friends. You loved the one who did not love you back and missed out on the one who did. The guy that loved you before you knew what love meant, was now gone in a flash and you have all these feelings that are no use now. You begin to search for someone just like him or at least someone that can put up with you, but no luck.
Present day, he finally wants to be friends again, after five years of wondering what could of been. You are feeling so much and never know what to say to him when y'all talk on Facebook chat. You are just happy, y'all can at least talk to each other after everything that happened.
The moral of the story is, do not miss out on a love that meaningful. Someone that can love you when the rest of the world tolerates you, is a keeper. I regret not seeing that back then. I am a better person for knowing him, because he saw the good and bad in me and still loved me. Find someone who can show you what real love is. Whatever you feel, make sure you tell that person before it is too late.
"Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things."
1 Corinthians 13:4-7 ESV
