Day 1 ♥

YOUR FIRST LOVE.

Okay my first love. The first person I told I love I wasnt in love with. I was afraid of him and to be without him. Love was used as an excuse for our behavior and used way out of context. It was an abusive relationship in every aspect. When I finally was fed up I broke up with him and never looked back. Thats how I know I wasnt in love.

But the first person that I loved..

Was R.P. It was the summer of junior year leading into my senior year. This was puppy love like you never seen it before. We went to seperate schools so we didnt get to see eachother on the weekdays only the weekends but you know they say distance makes the heart grow fonder. To me our relationship was perfect. Our dads where friends his dad loved me mine was acceptant of him lol. Our families would hang out on the weekends together it was real cute. I genuinly loved him. We both played basketball and when basketball season started our schedules were complete oposites. I had practice after school everyday and didnt usually get home untill 8 or 9 and he had practice in the mornings. So every morning he would call to wake me up at six and every night I would call to fall asleep on the phone. But it was far from what we were used to. He started cheating on me. And when I would find out it would turn into a bunch of lies and tears from both parties. Because I loved him and I knew what we had I would always take him back. But in Jan I broke up with him because he played with me to the point of tears and I was just done. Only I wasnt done. A couple heated arguements later we were working on getting us back and a month later we were back but it was different. To me it felt like we were together because we didnt want the other to be with anyone else. All we did was argue but no matter what I still loved him. In March we had a silly arguement which lead to him breaking up with me. I did everything I could to get him back nothing matterd. He had been seeing another girl for a month and ended up leaving me for her. My heart was crushed. I was literally depressed and wanted nothing more then to just be with him. Thru the summer we played cat and mouse one minute he wanted me the next he didnt and vice versa but it was only a game and I was only hurting myself because I honestly feel like it didnt even matter to him. I hated him for so long. But I've forgiven him and moved on. He was the first and only love before my Husband and it wasnt true love it was puppy love so I like to think everything happens for a reason ♥