I met him on the beach in North Carolina while on vacation when I was 17 years old. It was a quick summer fling but I swear to god I fell in love with him quicker than I could have ever imagined. He completed me.
When I went back to CT we planned on continuing our relationship, we talked on the phone every night and he was definetly my rock during a really hellish portion of my teenage years. I was living with a friend, doing a lot of drugs, and in all honesty didn’t know what the hell my life was going to turn out like. But he made everything seem like it would be alright. I used to run to the phone whenever he would call, and would text him litterally all day.
Long story short, I went to visit him in Virginia and shortly after that landed myself a stint in rehab. Clearly it was good for me but all that time not being able to talk to him gave him a lot of time to make things up in his mind.
When I came out I had no way of contacting him. It compleatly broke my soul.
Approximately a year or so later we started texting but I could tell he was hiding something. Little did I know he had gotten back together with an old girlfriend. I fought so hard to get him back at that time but enough eventually was enough.
When I was 19 he found me on Facebook, we chat here and there and he would always gets mad at me when I deleted him from my friends list (whenever I’m feeling grumpy and nostalgic). For some reason I always add him back. Just knowing he was somehow accessible to me even though we would never be what we were was such a comfort. Our two second Facebook conversations would have him on my mind for the remainder of the week.
I’m 22 years old, married now to the love of my life and 8 months pregnant with my first daughter. He has also since gotten married and had a beautiful child. We both have a lot on our plate these days, I figure that’s why we never converse anymore. Not even just to check in. I planned on congratulating him when his son was born but just… Never got around to it. I realize now that there is no way that I could have ever meant as much to him as he did to me. And that’s really okay, I would have gotten back with my husband if things didn’t turn out like this.However, whenever it’s a really nice summer day or I’m at the beach I seriously cannot get him off of my mind. No matter how old I am I will never forget that kid. It’s funny how some people just stick with you in the back of your mind forever. Sick, but funny.