Who Was It With?
Amazing Him
When Did You Realize It was Love?
July 26th, 2010
What Did It Feel Like?
It was truly amazing. I didn't expect it, quite honestly. The best way to describe it is to describe why I loved him. Picture all of this: summer love. At night he would call me and sing to me. He wasn't a good singer, but he tried. We would video chat till the early morning, and he would put off playing COD just to talk to me. We both were madly in love with baseball. And we loved the same music. I remember when he used to read little poems and quotes to me, and we would compete to see who could find the best ones. Basically, I was madly in love with him, that Amazing Him. He blew my mind with his dreamy smile.
What Happened Next?
Me and him "dated", for about four months. We hung out, and we ran in the rain together. He chased butterflies with me, and brought me back to his house. He kissed me in the shed next to his tractor. And then we laid sopping wet in his bed, listening to music. Those days are kind of foggy for me. I don't remember them as much as I'd like to. Things went good, I guess. He went to another school though, and we weren't public really. Just our friends knew. But when school started things changed, and on Halloween night, he told me. He said, "Olivia, I have to tell you something." I felt sick when I heard the words. He called me Olivia when he was being serious, and honest. Otherwise it was always Libby. "Olivia, I'm dating _____." Man, that stung. Stung worse than anything. I found out afterwards how truly hurtful he was to other girls. He had dated _____ at the same time as me, along with another girl from yet another school, a girl at his school who was older than him, and countless other girls. I was ruined, and he didn't care. And I miss him. That's the worst part. I miss him. I miss him. I miss him. I miss him.
Lessons Learned
- There is not much of a lesson here, because as you can see, this wasn't some sappy moral. It was a truly tragic love story. About a girl, who loves a boy who will always hold the knife that stabbed her heart.