It all started last year.
In the beginning of my eighth grade year.
There was this girl in the seventh grade.
We knew eachother through a mutual friend.
I was always the shy type though.
And that got me no where.
I remember being invited to my friends party.
Everyone was there.
Including her.
It was so weird, I didn't even know this girl and everytime I tried talking to her I got nervous,
I stumbled over my words.
I had no idea that this girl was the love of my life.
I just didn't know it yet.
Time went by and I still couldn't forget about her.
Unexpectedly one day she messaged me on Facebook.
She always called me "Bre."
I didn't have a nickname for her.
So I thought of one.
It's "Mar."
Over time I told my friends about her.
I talked about her constantly.
I had no idea she did the same.
Until one night she told me exactly how she felt.
I never met somebody who felt exactly what I felt about them.
It was perfect.
So on May 17th we officially started dating.
Everything was wonderful.
The way she held my hand.
Her hugs.
How I could so easily put a smile on her face.
Her lips on mine.
Our conversations.
The "I love you."'s.
Everything.
But sadly in July it all came to and end.
I wasn't sure what happened.
I was convinced it was all my fault.
Whatever it was I never felt so incomplete without somebody.
I needed her.
There was something about her.
I just..
Felt so worthless without this girl.
I talked to her every once in a while.
And I found someone new.
But I swear everytime she even said something as simple as "Hi." I fell for her all over again.
Well, three in a half months without her we started talking again.
We talked constantly.
The best part of my day was being able to talk to her.
We flirted.
Like crazy too.
She made me laugh and smile.
Like she use to.
Everything was perfect again.
We made planes to hangout.
From the time we made the planes till the night of the football game I was so nervous.
I remember walking to her bus stop and being upset over my ex.
She wrapped her arms around me and told me it would be ok and she wanted me to smile.
I almost cried.
I missed having those arms around me so much.
I remember that night at the game I held her hand again and hugged her.
We even almost kissed.
A week went by and finally she was mind again, and I was hers.
It was October 14th to be exact.
We made a promise that no matter what we'd always stick together,
We wouldn't leave eachother,
Or break up,
No matter how hard things got.
I can't tell you,
Or describe the feeling I have knowing that she loves me just as much as I love her.
I honestly do believe we will be together forever.
And I honestly cannot imagine myself with any other girl.
And this girl's name is Maryellen.
Maryellen Elizabeth Wilkinson.
The love of my life.
I'm her Bre.
And she's my Mar.
That's how it's always been and that's how it'll always be.
