Alright. I need help.
Like now.
So, M and I are sort of... I don't know, drifting maybe?
When we first started dating we had this big connection,
if you get what I mean, like a spark, that I just sort've...
Don't think we have anymore, I guess. We don't talk as
Much as we used to, when we hang out it's now mostly
just an awkward silence... And I'm thinking that maybe
it's best to just end it because I don't feel that bond
between us anymore. I just... I really don't even know.
And to make matters even harder, I hung out with A on
Saturday. On Saturday when we hung out he was constantly
flirting with me and saying that I should breakup with M.
That night, him and I went over to M's, and A just left.
He was being a total [not gonna say it...] to me and I didn't
know why. So later I asked him, and he finally admitted
to me that he likes me and has ever since he dated K.
He said he likes me a lot and he was going to ask me out
after the easter break, but by then, I was already dating M.
So A and I hung out again on Sunday, which didn't go too well.
He took me to Dairy Queen since it was lunchtime and he was
hungry and said that it was like a date. And then he was staring
at me and I got creeped out and he just said, "Well, when the
girl of your dreams is sitting right in front of you it's sorta hard
not to get a little distracted." Then we left and every five minutes
he'd say that I should break up with M. And once he said, "You know,
you deserve somebody better. Not mentioning any names or anything."
And I was like, "You?" and him just all shamelessly, "Yup." Then he was
upset because I "ditched" [air quotes] him, even though in reality,
he went down one side of the street and I turned a different way
and instead of him coming with he just kept going. So, because I had
nobody else to hangout with, I went over to M's, where we sat there
90% of the time in a horribly awkward silence until I went home for supper.
Today at school, we talked a bit, but he was mostly not around since
I was with M during the lunch break and they don't get along
at all. They were fighting on Saturday, like literally tackling
each other to the ground fighting, not just verbally but physically.
And then A showed me this picture that has people made out
of paper. It has like a paper boy and a paper girl holding hands,
and then another paper boy standing right in front of the camera
with a heart-shaped hole in his chest. He said that the
two paper people were M and I, and that loner was him.
It made me feel so bad, mostly because it's my fault that he feels sad.
Then today, A wanted me to go watch him play baseball, so I did.
I stood there by myself waiting, since he invited K to come with
too. When she got there, we just kinda sat in the shade, and
cheered for him whenever he scored a point [neither of us
really understand baseball, so we just kinda cheered whenever
the parents of the kids on his team did XD] and I talked to his mom
for quite a long time [again, XD]. She told me about all the stuff
he's going through between his parents and the guy that was
basically his step-dad, that he practically idolized, who left him
and who he really misses and it's really hard on him. It made me
see a whole new side to him - He projects himself to be all
tough and carefree and doesn't let anything bother him. At
least, not on the outside. On the inside he's actually taking
it all really hard and she said that the reason why he seems
like he has mixed emotions is because he's afraid he'll get close
to somebody and have them leave him again, so he acts like it
doesn't bug him and ends up taking it out on all the people
who he cares about the most, to push them away so that he doesn't
get too close to them and have to deal with that all over again.
Honestly, I see him as a totally different person now.
That story could've made me cry, since I've actually seen
some of that side of him when we're together, just me
and him. So it makes me wonder if I'm the only one
he trusts enough not to hurt him like that. But here I am,
hurting him even worse because I mean the world to him
and I'm with another guy. That, just that, made me totally
have feelings for him again. I'm the only one that can
bring that side out - his own mother has never even
been able to do it, and he's real close to his mom - and
I'm just making it even worse. Before, he seemed
sort of like a jerk to me. But now realizing that the
side I see of him isn't just normal, that it's exclusively
to me, and that it's something he doesn't show
because he's afraid he'll get hurt like that again,
I feel absolutely horrible for doing this to him and I
just want to freakin' hug him and never let go :'c
After the baseball we hung out for a little while.
We were walking to Dairy Queen because that's
where his mom was going to meet him. And he
said some of the sweetest things to me and just...
Made me in a way wish he didn't like me in that way.
K was on her bike and he was on his skateboard, so
I was way at the back by myself walking all slowly.
A insisted that I go on his skateboard, but I am NOT
anywhere near being a skateboarder and told him I
would probably kill myself if I tried. He just said that
he'd hold me and make sure I didn't fall, and catch me
if I did. So I reluctantly got on his skateboard anyways.
He held my hand, while his other arm was around me,
and pulled me forwards. K squealed about how adorable
we looked, and he just smiled at me. It was almost like
we were dancing but on a skateboard... You know? XD
Halfway there the board hit a rock and stopped. I assumed
that I would go flying off, forced to catch myself like I did
when M pulled me on his skateboard, but I didn't. I just
sort've stayed there. And I realized that A had kept his promise;
He caught me and made sure I didn't fall. The board was rolling
away out from under me, and he was holding me up a couple
of inches off the ground. I don't know how he can hold me so
easily, since he's like almost a foot shorter than me [okay, not
really, but sorta close enough D<] but he did it and gently
put me back on the ground then went to go get his skateboard.
We got to Dairy Queen admittedly faster than I wanted to.
He wanted me to come with him, and his mom was totally
up for that. But I had to be home in like ten minutes so I
couldn't. A made his signature pouty face that is probably
the cutest thing you'll ever see in your life, and ran up to me
and hugged me. But by the time that the length of a hug
between just friends came, he showed no intentions of
stopping. He just kept his arms around me, our heads
over each others shoulders, and didn't let go until his mom
started laughing and said that they had to go. Even after, it
took him a good five seconds to pull away, which he did very
slowly and - what seemed to be - reluctantly. Not even a
minute after I had left, he texted me with, "I miss you already."
He proceeded to tell me how much I mean to him and how
much he wants me to be his and nobody elses. About how he
wants to be the one hugging me and he wants to be the one
cuddling me and he wants to be the one I hold hands with
while walking down the street, not M, or any other guy for that matter.
He told me about how it hurts to see me and M together, even if
we're just standing there talking, and how he had to leave the night
that M and I were cuddling not because he was annoyed with M, but
because it was too much for him to see that and he couldn't bear it.
He was just belting out his feelings like he's never done to me or to
anybody else, and he told me that I'm the only one that he actually
trusts, the only one he actually feels close to. How I'm the only one
that he actually cares about and how I'm the only one he wants to
talk to when he's in a bad mood and needs some advice or cheering up.
He said that he didn't feel comfortable talking like this to anyone
else but me, and how I was the only one he could share his true feelings with.
Even through text I could tell the emotion, I could picture him saying these
things. I could see his facial expression and I could practically hear
his voice as I read all this. And then he just randomly said that he
could've explained all of that in five words and one sentence and
didn't have to waste time rambling on like an idiot. When I asked him
what he meant, he said that he could've explained all of his feelings,
all of his thoughts, all of what he feels towards me, with the five words:
"I'm in love with you". The biggest thing that hit me there was that
he didn't just say "I love you". To me, "I love you" and "I'm in love with you"
both mean two waaaaaaay different things. I love you is what all friends
say to friends, and they don't actually mean it, and it's like a playful gesture.
Saying I'm in love with you is legit and serious, much more serious
than just saying that he loves me. Because that's saying that he's
willing to make a commitment and to me it just seems so sincere.
Then we were talking about favourite dreams and memories.
So he asks me what my favourite dream or memory is. I didn't
really know, so I asked him. He instantly replied with, "My
favourite memory will always be your beautiful face and
my dream will always be you." I could've died right there.
Why does he have to be so sweet? It's making this so hard.
I'm thinking about breaking up with M, mostly because I don't
feel it anymore, but A is making it worse by being so...
Just perfect. And amazing. And adorable. And horribly sweet.
He said he'd give me a million chances, even if the odds
of it working out in his favour were one in a million.
He said it'd be worth it. It'd be worth all the waiting,
all the pain of seeing me with other guys, all the
wondering if it was ever going to happen, if just once
in his life he would be able to call me his girl.
I can't reject that. I can't resist that.
Now that we're so close and we've both
opened up to each other, he's revealed
himself to be the guy I've always wanted,
always needed. But how on earth do I
break up with M gently enough so that he
isn't completely sad and upset?
;-;
well, I'm just gonna go cry for another hour,
because my weak little heart doesn't seem
to realize that tears won't fix anything.
Like now.
So, M and I are sort of... I don't know, drifting maybe?
When we first started dating we had this big connection,
if you get what I mean, like a spark, that I just sort've...
Don't think we have anymore, I guess. We don't talk as
Much as we used to, when we hang out it's now mostly
just an awkward silence... And I'm thinking that maybe
it's best to just end it because I don't feel that bond
between us anymore. I just... I really don't even know.
And to make matters even harder, I hung out with A on
Saturday. On Saturday when we hung out he was constantly
flirting with me and saying that I should breakup with M.
That night, him and I went over to M's, and A just left.
He was being a total [not gonna say it...] to me and I didn't
know why. So later I asked him, and he finally admitted
to me that he likes me and has ever since he dated K.
He said he likes me a lot and he was going to ask me out
after the easter break, but by then, I was already dating M.
So A and I hung out again on Sunday, which didn't go too well.
He took me to Dairy Queen since it was lunchtime and he was
hungry and said that it was like a date. And then he was staring
at me and I got creeped out and he just said, "Well, when the
girl of your dreams is sitting right in front of you it's sorta hard
not to get a little distracted." Then we left and every five minutes
he'd say that I should break up with M. And once he said, "You know,
you deserve somebody better. Not mentioning any names or anything."
And I was like, "You?" and him just all shamelessly, "Yup." Then he was
upset because I "ditched" [air quotes] him, even though in reality,
he went down one side of the street and I turned a different way
and instead of him coming with he just kept going. So, because I had
nobody else to hangout with, I went over to M's, where we sat there
90% of the time in a horribly awkward silence until I went home for supper.
Today at school, we talked a bit, but he was mostly not around since
I was with M during the lunch break and they don't get along
at all. They were fighting on Saturday, like literally tackling
each other to the ground fighting, not just verbally but physically.
And then A showed me this picture that has people made out
of paper. It has like a paper boy and a paper girl holding hands,
and then another paper boy standing right in front of the camera
with a heart-shaped hole in his chest. He said that the
two paper people were M and I, and that loner was him.
It made me feel so bad, mostly because it's my fault that he feels sad.
Then today, A wanted me to go watch him play baseball, so I did.
I stood there by myself waiting, since he invited K to come with
too. When she got there, we just kinda sat in the shade, and
cheered for him whenever he scored a point [neither of us
really understand baseball, so we just kinda cheered whenever
the parents of the kids on his team did XD] and I talked to his mom
for quite a long time [again, XD]. She told me about all the stuff
he's going through between his parents and the guy that was
basically his step-dad, that he practically idolized, who left him
and who he really misses and it's really hard on him. It made me
see a whole new side to him - He projects himself to be all
tough and carefree and doesn't let anything bother him. At
least, not on the outside. On the inside he's actually taking
it all really hard and she said that the reason why he seems
like he has mixed emotions is because he's afraid he'll get close
to somebody and have them leave him again, so he acts like it
doesn't bug him and ends up taking it out on all the people
who he cares about the most, to push them away so that he doesn't
get too close to them and have to deal with that all over again.
Honestly, I see him as a totally different person now.
That story could've made me cry, since I've actually seen
some of that side of him when we're together, just me
and him. So it makes me wonder if I'm the only one
he trusts enough not to hurt him like that. But here I am,
hurting him even worse because I mean the world to him
and I'm with another guy. That, just that, made me totally
have feelings for him again. I'm the only one that can
bring that side out - his own mother has never even
been able to do it, and he's real close to his mom - and
I'm just making it even worse. Before, he seemed
sort of like a jerk to me. But now realizing that the
side I see of him isn't just normal, that it's exclusively
to me, and that it's something he doesn't show
because he's afraid he'll get hurt like that again,
I feel absolutely horrible for doing this to him and I
just want to freakin' hug him and never let go :'c
After the baseball we hung out for a little while.
We were walking to Dairy Queen because that's
where his mom was going to meet him. And he
said some of the sweetest things to me and just...
Made me in a way wish he didn't like me in that way.
K was on her bike and he was on his skateboard, so
I was way at the back by myself walking all slowly.
A insisted that I go on his skateboard, but I am NOT
anywhere near being a skateboarder and told him I
would probably kill myself if I tried. He just said that
he'd hold me and make sure I didn't fall, and catch me
if I did. So I reluctantly got on his skateboard anyways.
He held my hand, while his other arm was around me,
and pulled me forwards. K squealed about how adorable
we looked, and he just smiled at me. It was almost like
we were dancing but on a skateboard... You know? XD
Halfway there the board hit a rock and stopped. I assumed
that I would go flying off, forced to catch myself like I did
when M pulled me on his skateboard, but I didn't. I just
sort've stayed there. And I realized that A had kept his promise;
He caught me and made sure I didn't fall. The board was rolling
away out from under me, and he was holding me up a couple
of inches off the ground. I don't know how he can hold me so
easily, since he's like almost a foot shorter than me [okay, not
really, but sorta close enough D<] but he did it and gently
put me back on the ground then went to go get his skateboard.
We got to Dairy Queen admittedly faster than I wanted to.
He wanted me to come with him, and his mom was totally
up for that. But I had to be home in like ten minutes so I
couldn't. A made his signature pouty face that is probably
the cutest thing you'll ever see in your life, and ran up to me
and hugged me. But by the time that the length of a hug
between just friends came, he showed no intentions of
stopping. He just kept his arms around me, our heads
over each others shoulders, and didn't let go until his mom
started laughing and said that they had to go. Even after, it
took him a good five seconds to pull away, which he did very
slowly and - what seemed to be - reluctantly. Not even a
minute after I had left, he texted me with, "I miss you already."
He proceeded to tell me how much I mean to him and how
much he wants me to be his and nobody elses. About how he
wants to be the one hugging me and he wants to be the one
cuddling me and he wants to be the one I hold hands with
while walking down the street, not M, or any other guy for that matter.
He told me about how it hurts to see me and M together, even if
we're just standing there talking, and how he had to leave the night
that M and I were cuddling not because he was annoyed with M, but
because it was too much for him to see that and he couldn't bear it.
He was just belting out his feelings like he's never done to me or to
anybody else, and he told me that I'm the only one that he actually
trusts, the only one he actually feels close to. How I'm the only one
that he actually cares about and how I'm the only one he wants to
talk to when he's in a bad mood and needs some advice or cheering up.
He said that he didn't feel comfortable talking like this to anyone
else but me, and how I was the only one he could share his true feelings with.
Even through text I could tell the emotion, I could picture him saying these
things. I could see his facial expression and I could practically hear
his voice as I read all this. And then he just randomly said that he
could've explained all of that in five words and one sentence and
didn't have to waste time rambling on like an idiot. When I asked him
what he meant, he said that he could've explained all of his feelings,
all of his thoughts, all of what he feels towards me, with the five words:
"I'm in love with you". The biggest thing that hit me there was that
he didn't just say "I love you". To me, "I love you" and "I'm in love with you"
both mean two waaaaaaay different things. I love you is what all friends
say to friends, and they don't actually mean it, and it's like a playful gesture.
Saying I'm in love with you is legit and serious, much more serious
than just saying that he loves me. Because that's saying that he's
willing to make a commitment and to me it just seems so sincere.
Then we were talking about favourite dreams and memories.
So he asks me what my favourite dream or memory is. I didn't
really know, so I asked him. He instantly replied with, "My
favourite memory will always be your beautiful face and
my dream will always be you." I could've died right there.
Why does he have to be so sweet? It's making this so hard.
I'm thinking about breaking up with M, mostly because I don't
feel it anymore, but A is making it worse by being so...
Just perfect. And amazing. And adorable. And horribly sweet.
He said he'd give me a million chances, even if the odds
of it working out in his favour were one in a million.
He said it'd be worth it. It'd be worth all the waiting,
all the pain of seeing me with other guys, all the
wondering if it was ever going to happen, if just once
in his life he would be able to call me his girl.
I can't reject that. I can't resist that.
Now that we're so close and we've both
opened up to each other, he's revealed
himself to be the guy I've always wanted,
always needed. But how on earth do I
break up with M gently enough so that he
isn't completely sad and upset?
;-;
well, I'm just gonna go cry for another hour,
because my weak little heart doesn't seem
to realize that tears won't fix anything.