This time last year, I was dating the love of my life. His name is Gary. We've been friends since I was 10 years old (5th grade), I am now 18 (soon to be 19 and graduated!) and he is 20. I met Gary in an odd way. The day that I met him, I fell in love with my first love, also his best friend, and he started dating his first love, also one of my good friends. Through the years, I've never really gotten over my first love and Gary has dated every that we know to include my best friend (Brooke).
In about the 8th grade Gary was single for awhile and I grew to really like him. In the 8th grade Gary started dating my best friend Brooke, I never told either of them that I liked him. Everytime Brooke was telling me that she was going to marry him, I was thinking 'yea right, I'M going to marry him.' They had a very unstable relationship and broke up within a year.
My Junior year of high school, Gary and I started "dating", I never told Brooke. There's not that much a normal person would love about him. At the time, he was an 18 year old unemployed, high school drop out, that sat at home playing video games and smoking pot all day, every day. I mean really, can anyone see anything in him? I did, I saw the world in him. Today he is a 20 year old high school drop out that has attempted to go back to high school-failed, attempted a GED program-failed, finally employed as of 3 days ago after 2 years of no job, that still sits at home playing video games and smoking pot. I still see the world in him.
Late March 2010, his grandmother got sick and our relationship was on a fast track to failing due to him never talking to me and always ignoring me, and I gave him space, believe me. April 2010 she passed away and about a week later, Gary and I broke up. I was crushed because I loved him with everything I had. I wanted him back in my life, but was too hurt to confront him about it. Finally, in mid August I tried to get him back with no luck. He told me that he couldnt handle a relationship at that time. So I took that as my cue to leave him alone until he contacts me (I of course sent him birthday wishes, but that was it). I ended up emailing Brooke about our relationship and never read her response.
5 months later I found the response letter from Brooke, still unopended. I find myself thinking about him now more than ever. I find out all information on him through FB. He just seems to be popping up more and more through my newsfeed, I keep thinking about all the good times, and I even find myself taking the long way home so that I can pass by where his neighborhood is. I know I sound like a crazy stalker, but I know I'm supposed to marry him. I never think about other guys the way that I think about Gary. I can't let go. The day that I give up, is the day that he will completely move on. I can't. I will either end up marrying him or no one.
I think I'm going to go read Brookes response email and cry.