My first love, I had only seen him in person once on a vacation.
We swapped emails and became great friends.
But we were over 3,680 miles away and I couldn't see him.
Regardless we talked everyday.
Eventually I realized that it would never work out us being together so I had to break it off tragically after realizing that I had fallen in love with him.
Looking back and retelling it now it was only puppy love, but it was real regardless.
It took so many months for me to get over him, especially with him constantly sending me messages and such.
But finally I saw the light, and when I saw that... well I saw that to him I was just his "friend".
I also saw that he had so many other "friends" who fell for him the same way I did.
He played us all and now I can finally see that I was lucky to get out of that.
I became a frickin vegetarian for him! I mean what the heck?
I was so far gone from my senses that I lost control of my mind and heart.
After that (almost a whole year later) I started talking to this guy that I had known since I was only a year old.
We talked everyday for four months straight. He came on strong only a week into it.
I had always liked him so I let him go on. Things got heavy two months into it.
He started calling me baby and we'd say I miss you at the end of every conversation.
Pretty soon the sentimental romantic reminiscences kept coming, mostly from him.
I was crazy out of my mind for him and I had never wanted to be with some one (not sexually) so much in my entire life than with him.
The drive from my town to his was 6 hours and occasionally I got to see him.
In those times it was like a fairy tale (his words not mine) and I was so happy just to be with him.
Another month goes by.... he uses the L word. I didn't want him to.
He is mad that I won't say it back.
Due to my last relationship I had learned not to get my heart involved.
I cannot love him, but I know that I am falling for him. He knows this too.
After a few odd conversations I realized that it wasn't fair to keep him when due to my plans for the future I would eventually have to let him go.
So I did... and he left with out saying so much as "Don't change anything about yourself".
I went through hell the next week. I was an emotional mess... on the inside.
From the outside I looked dead inside and broken. I was told later that it broke my families hearts to see me that way.
At the end of the week he calls me.
He says he wants to be friends.
I do too but I don't know if he can handle it.
He says he can.
So we are friends.
We don't talk everyday but when we do it's only for a little bit at a time.
He is moving... he says goodbye over the phone and clearly states that it is a different goodbye than what I thought.
He can't handle it. We can't be friends.
It sucks but I deal with it.
I go to his town (my old one) to see some of my friends for a week.
He didn't move yet, his friends are my friends.
So when hanging out with my friends he is there and it is super awkward.
He hugs me goodbye. I feel like crying but hold strong. I am bottled up inside.
To me, wanting to cry is already crying. Even if it has no effect on the outside.
We hang out again, this time it's not awkward.
We talk and laugh and hang with everyone.
Although I can't talk to him on the phone (he clearly said DO NOT TXT ME) I enjoyed hanging out with him.
At the ned of my visit, he turns to me and says "I am sorry about what I said, we can talk again. It was stupid of me and I hope you can forgive me."
Of course I did. So we talk for a week (a few days in between convo's) and then I get a phone call from my old friend.
She said that he called her up and said horrible things about me multiple times.
I was shocked, it wasn't just during the breakup but after I saw him and he said we could talk again.
He was talking about me behind my back and campaigning against me to our friends.
I learned from this that I trust too freely.
I had originally thought that there are good guys out there... but I was wrong about me meeting one. I thought I had found the guy who makes me melt and loves me.
I did, but he was also lying to me all along and was using me to feel better about himself.
What can you do?
So now here I sit, hating guys. Not trusting anyone and feeling stupid.