Every story has a beginning. Mine just so happens to start at my Freshman year of college. I had been seeing the same boy for about a year. Even after I went an hour and a half away to college, him and I were inseparable. He was there basically every night. It really was one of those relationships where I look back and wonder if I was drunk the whole time though. He was very clingy, shy, and not attractive in the least...this is probably why I dumped him....two weeks before Christmas. Granted, I'm not proud of the fact that I dumped him right before a major holiday, but the fact is, I wasn't happy and needed to move on with my life.
I immediately started dating Charlie right after I had dumped my ex boyfriend. They were good friends, that's how we had met. Obviously i was young and naive. Most girls are when they are eighteen years old. But, I thought he was just the best thing since sliced bread and that I would never find anything better and that we would get married and live happily ever after in a sea of gold and rainbows. Yeah not the case. My whole world was about to get fucked right before my eyes and I didn't even know it yet. I was so blinded by what I thought was love that I didn't know which way was up.
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