Kids

We met in 9th grade. I didn’t think much of you at first. I looked at you and I saw a really sweet innocent girl with a purple northface book bag, typical freshman girl. I was a funny outgoing person, I had a lot of friends and I was pretty loud and obnoxious. You yourself were exactly the opposite, quiet, to yourself, did not have one bad bone in your body. In some extent you’re still like that today. One day I walked into English class, it was towards the end of the year, I looked at you and I told myself I would marry you. I know you still don’t believe me to this day when I tell you, it wasn’t necessarily love at first sight, it was more like I fell in love with you overtime not even by talking to you. I don’t remember when exactly when we started talking over text but I sure to remember our first conversation. We talked about so many things, our families our goals everything of the nature. I didn’t know I could talk like that to somebody like that. It’s like you made me a better conversationalist as soon as you started talking to me. I find that so so so crazy and inspiring. We started talking and we instantly became close and attached. I had an idea that you liked me, but I didn’t really think anything of it. The way you acted around me the things we talked about how we couldn’t go a couple minutes without texting each other back, how you got upset when your friend told you I got back with my ex. That somewhat surprised me. I remember the first picture that we took, the one where I’m holding your cheeks and I’m smiling mad hard. And your feet look kinda big. That was a very happy picture we were so innocent. Thanksgiving was a day that changed our relationship, I first wrote you a thank you paragraph, and I got one back. That’s when I realized I was in love with you. That day I looked on your Tumblr and I realized that all those post were about me, about falling in love with your bestfriend. We were such great best friends. I was trying to find out if you really felt that way and if you would express it. I’m not sure how you and my friend started talking about it, but he found out that you really liked me, and still to this day he credits himself with putting us together. I was just looking for the perfect time to ask you out, and it fell into my lap just like that. The very next day I walked into with my heart beating and my palms sweaty. I took your hand, I took your pen, and I wrote “stop being an asshole and be my girlfriend”, I don’t know what you read at first, but you seemed disappointed, I thought I did something wrong, but it turns out you thought that I said let’s just be friends. Anyway, you said yes, and December 17, 201; is a day that will forever be engraved in my heart. The first couple months were the honey moon stage, we were really perfect, you were everything I wanted in a girlfriend and I was everything you wanted in a boyfriend. We got into a couple arguments, but everything was fine nothing that we couldn’t get over. Month 4, 4/17/15, also a day I will never be able to forget. You hadn’t replied to me since the day before. I was so worried about you, and I saw you walking into school and I was so happy to see you. I tapped your shoulder as we walked into school and you ignored me. I thought to myself did I do something wrong. And on the second floor I kept bothering you as we walked up the stairs, and then boom, you just said it, “my parents found out”. I immediately stayed shut. And then you continued as we walked into class telling me about how your dad wanted to transfer you to a different school. I thought it was going to happen, I really thought it was. I was so scared, I started crying. I didn’t want you to leave me we had something good going on. So good. I had a paper for you, a letter, and I gave it to you, and you said you didn’t want it. I remember trying to give you my good luck dog tag that my grandfather gave me. You didn’t want it, and I told you to take it and you just wouldn’t. I walked into chemistry so upset and mad that you wouldn’t take it, I just threw it in the garbage. What is goodluck if it makes your girlfriend get in trouble and almost leave you. It never happened. You didn’t have your phone and so we talked right here, through tumblr for a while until you got it back. Everythig continued as it was for about two months, until we hit around the 6 month point. My friend had told your friend I had sex with 29 people. Hilarious now that I think about it. But it was a major fight. It almost split us up. Thankfully, we got over it over a lot of talking. But soon after we had another difficulty facing us. Summer. We fought and fought and fought up until the last day of school. You thought we weren’t going to last over the two months of not being able to see each other, and I told you we would. We fought and fought and fought, all summer long, everyday was another argument, but we mad it through, and I came to see you at 2am that summer night, one of the biggest trills of both of our lives. The beginning of junior year was fine. Towards the middle we fought more and more, about a lot of stuff, but somehow we made it through, despite all my mess ups and I thank you for that, for how many chances you gave me. Summer was when we became really distant, you started liking another guy because he gave you the attention I didn’t give you, and that was totally my fault. We just continued to grow more distant and senior year started. Until we finally just broke up, or you can call it a break. I didn’t have anyone to talk to. I wanted to talk to you. I know I made it seem like I didn’t care for you, but I really did. I really did still love you, and everytime i saw you with that guy l, I cringed and it hurt my heart. I’m so happy that we got back together. I know you feel like I don’t appreciate you, but I do. You’re the girl I really love. I don’t think anyone can take that away from me. This is the story I want to tell my kids, because we stared dating when we were just kids. We matured so much, I became a better person because of you, and I hope this made you smile. I love you. Please don’t leave me. Juley, I don’t want us to be over, over something stupid.