He wasn't actually my first, but I do think he's the first guy I have ever loved. So it'd be better if I say it's my first
real relationship.
I was only 14 then, and he was 15. People may think that we were just infatuated but what if it's real love, a real young love? Our relationship lasted for 8 months and 20 days, to be exact. Five years had already passed but it still appears to me like it happened a few months ago. It's not like i'm still in the recovery from a lost love but the regrets I feel from letting him go, it still pains me.. until now.
So how did the two of us meet? We went in the same school when we were in high school. He was a senior, and I was a sophomore. We were strangers back then, like we barely noticed each other. The "unfamiliarity" didn't last that long though, until I joined an annual band contest in school and I was the vocalist. And I guess that's pretty much the start of the story, he kind of noticed me. I didn't get too much kilig cos I didn't have an idea of who he was. There was just a common friend who tried to make a connection between us but it didn't work. Ha! Instead, we formed an unexpected friendship, all by ourselves. And through the help of fate as well.
It was summer already, and chat rooms were a trend back then. Both of us were pretty much active with it because again, it's summer. And because of some twists of fate, we finally had that conversation. I remember how I accused him from liking me and how he constantly denied it. Haha! I knew he was lying but I just let it go, so it appeared like it was our first ever contact. Weeks had passed and we were still best-chat-buddies. It seemed like talking to each other had become a habit and we sort of enjoyed it. And since I'm that person who forms deep attachments to people when I know he/she's worth the friendship, I kind of felt like he's a part of me. I fell in love and surprisingly, he was too.
They say love comes unexpectedly and I'm glad cos it didn't make me wait. No words can describe how happy I was during those moments.. because I really was. I never knew that from a young age of 14, I'd already get a hint on how love really works. I remember how he would randomly text me at two o' clock in the morning just to say "I love you." Yes, he was a total sweetheart. See, from denying that he liked me comes a sweet surprise? :)
It'd be too heartbreaking if I detail everything about how our relationship ended. No other boy/girl involved, no cheating, no fights, no misunderstandings.. everything was actually going out pretty well. But you know what they say, if you love someone, set him/her free. And if he/she comes back, that's the time where you can start all over again and replace the word, The End with a Happy Ending.
I'm still waiting for it happen though.
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