It happens like that..
When you think you've moved on but always have "someone" in the back of your head,.. yea, you're definately not over them. It happened to me before..
My high school sweetheart and I had been going out for a couple months. Everything was fine until he started getting into a lot of trouble in school. I admit, he was a trouble maker in school but that didn't change the way we felt about each other. One day, after class he tells me he is moving and can no longer be with me. I begged to try to work out a long distance relationship but he refused. I didn't get any other expanation. He left without saying a word :(
A year later, he shows up at the school like nothing. He hadn't called or anything of the sort during the time he was gone. He had moved back in town, for good. At the time I had got with someone else because I thought I "moved on". He never talked to me, not even to let me know he was in town. People always asked if we were going to get back together and stuff like that. Things were so awkward. His birthday was in a couple weeks and he was throwing a birthday bash at a local park and everyone was invited. I didn't want to go but my best friend made me. My boyfriend at the time was gone on a family reunion. At the party, it hurt so much to watch him talk and dance with other girls. I realized that I still loved him and was jealous. I didn't want him to see me like that so I wanted to leave but my best friend would not let me since we drove her car. So, I walked off to the farthest bench of the park, alone, so no one could see the tears falling down my face. And that's how the party went.
A week later, I find a letter in my locker that said: "Thanks for wishing me a happy birthday". I noticed his handwriting. I'm thinking it was a mistake because I hadn't said anything to him since he was back. I went home and cried more and more. I couldn't take it anymore. Everytime I hugged or kissed my boyfriend I closed my eyes and imagined my ex. It was terrible. Day after day, thinking the same things over and over. I talked with my best friend and spilled everything. I admited to still having feelings for him. I still loved him. All she said was: "I know". She told me that's why she wanted me to go the party, so I could get to talk to him but I was too full of myself to do anything. She had already spoke with him before I said anything and got his number. I didn't hesitate one moment to call and confess myself.
Everything else, is history. We've gotten back together. He's an amazing guy. And the only reason he came back was for me. He had got in much more and worse trouble at the other place. I found out that my old "boyfriend" wasn't at a family reunion, but at a hotel with some other female.
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