dreams do come true
this all started in the summer of 8th grade, i was heartbroken by an ex who left without saying a word. i found out he was sleeping with some chick so i told him i knew what was going on. and after that day he never came back or talked to me.
and to be honest he treated me like sh**, like i wasn't even worth anything so in a way...i knew i didn't deserve to be treated like that. but i was in love with him so of course it hurt a lot at first, but my mother is so sweet she kept me busy and always told me this is just a part of life. we learn from every heart break and every time our skin gets a little thicker so the next time when it hurts you don;t feel it as bad as you did the last time.
a few weeks passed by and i bumped into a guy, he's really tall, really handsome, and at first it was just a "sorry" and we both walked away from each other as complete strangers. and than i realized, oh snap, he lives a street away from me. he was visiting his family up here. and i kinda liked the way we stared at each other for so damn long.
i started smiling, catching my self thinking about him. one day i went for a morning jog, i saw him again and this time he waved and came towards me. we started talking, he kept biting his lip shyly, like he was nervous. and i swear i just wanted to attack him with a kiss but that would of been weird.
he asked my name and i told him, he added me on facebook, and we became really good friends. a few months passed and he came back to visit his family again and this time he wanted to meet me so he texted me. i was excited, my tummy filled with butterflies as i got ready. and all i could think of was what he's looking like, what he's gonna say.
we met at a nearby park and i don't know what went over us...we just hugged each other hard and he held the back of my head looked into my eyes and said ever since that first time i saw you i knew you were the one. i looked at him really shocked and before i could part my lips to say anything he wrapped one arm around my waist the other on my head, and we kissed. my hands shaking as i touched his chest gently with our lips locked, i think we kissed for 4 minutes. but i felt it, that kiss told me more than just words could of...he was in love with me like i was with him.
and ever since we've been dating. its been 3 years now. and i love him to death, no matter what happens i know he'll always be my other half.