Love Sucks But Breakups Are Part of Life

by Shelby
(California, USA)

When I was in ninth grade, my boyfriend and I broke up after only 2 weeks. He wasn't cool enough I thought. And he wasn't the ideal boyfriend that i had always dreamed of.

Then sophomore year happened. I went through my share of boyfriends, the longest only lasted two months total. Meanwhile, my ex and I were becoming friends again and would text for hours. I had my current boyfriend and he was interested in a girl on his tennis team.

It was a win-win situation, until my boyfriend broke up with me two days before Valentine's Day. and David was there. Ready to listen to me and comfort me. I had tried so hard to put him out of my mind that I never noticed he had changed. He wasn't that shy, quiet freshman boy anymore. Instead, he was this confident, good looking CIF tennis star.

I was falling for him. I didn't realize it until we were playing tennis one day and I started flirting with him, not even realizing that I was doing it. I knew that he had never stopped liking me. It was I who had dumped him.

I carried the secret for almost two months, then the last week of school I decided to tell him how I felt. I was scared, but I knew that I needed to "go for it". To jump off that cliff and fly. Stop being my usual sensible and mature self and take a risk.

So that's what I did. I told him. I got a text message back. A text that said, "I hate to say it but I have to say no to going out with you. It's partly because of what happened in the past and what's happening right now. I still like Erin and we're having fun and stuff. I'm sorry."

I was crushed. I had promised myself that I wouldn't cry. He wasn't worth it, but as I read the words and listened to Jordin Sparks "No Air", my eyes started to tear up and I started crying, blaming myself for everything.

I texted my best friend and the only words she could offer were "Honey, I am so sorry." My guy friend who worked at Cold Stone offered me ice cream and then offered to beat him up, but it didn't matter. I thought it was because of me personally. I was a wreck.

Since then, I learned something. This definitely wasn't my first breakup and although I posted the "boys suck" bulletin on Myspace (by the way, it might make you feel better but it doesn't really work), I still was hurting. Love sucks, but it is also part of life.

You can't erase the past, but you can write your own future.

Remember this. And to all my girls out there: remember, he let you go. You are perfect. Some boys are ugly toads.

Guys: when a girl you still care about admits that she was wrong and still loves you, grab her and hold on.

That chapter of my life is over, but I now know that it wasn't the whole book, it was just a short chapter. And I have control over the rest of my life.

Life is like a pen ... you can cross out the past, but you cant erase it. But I don't want to. Because when I look back, I will see all the things he did and won't go down that road again. He had his chance and he blew it.

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