sometimes I sit and think what im going to write in my blog that day. I have so many different blog ideas in my head right now but right now I need to share about the only and first time I thought/knew I was in "in love". who knows if I really was, I was only 16. But I haven't felt that feeling since so. Guess I was?
(im going to try to keep this one short and sweet, I SAID I'LL TRY)
WELL it started when we met. we didn't met at a party or online. we met a weird but cool way. I basically took dance class with his sister, grabbed her phone out of her hand because I wanted to talk to her brother. and had a weird obsession at the time with guitars so I asked him to give me lessons, he agreed, and came over. crazy but it was love at first sight. well for me. it was originally going to be like 3 hours he was going to stay but he ended up staying till midnight. ohhhhhh young love.
(this blog is about to get mushy)
I just knew I wanted to loose it to him. I was feeling something new for the first time and I knew I wanted it to be him, to this day, I dont regret it. first date, first... lets say everything. well... not everything.. haha.
from playing guitar for me, from him making me watch movies I wouldn't have watched on my own, from movie dates, football games, late night phone conversations, the park, brushing my hair out of my face and kissing my forehead... oh man. magical moments. Iv never had anyone tell me how beautiful I was as much as he used to.
the relationship didn't last very long. but the feeling did last long.
long story short, I screwed up. we stayed friends then he moved away, to a far far away land called LA. then I moved to florida (my dumb ass came back) and now I get lucky if I get a hold of him via text message or facebook.
this summer I saw him, and it was like nothing changed... well a little but we were the same. and it was amazing but it only lasted a day. well a night and a morning to be exact. every summer and christmas break I hope I will see him. I remember last christmas I was in florida and he came to town and said "what town are you in?" of course I was in florida and he was in my hometown of san antonio... WOW. I was rather sad.
the reason why I decided to write about him was because a). I had a dream about him last night. and B.)he runs through my mind at least twice a week, so I had to get it all out.
Iv never met someone so talented, very unique and different. to this day he's still a mystery I cant figure out. maybe thats why I still have him in the back of my mind. I would post a picture of us but... EH. we look twelve in all of them.
maybe, one day I could feel this love again :/
<3 chelseamac
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