I’m Maj and this is my story. It all started with a simple crush, admiration that had grown into love. We met at that particular place where people love to have fun. It was kinda awkward when we first met. He was one of my crushes that time and sadly at that time I came up from a stupid breakup with my stupid ex-boyfriend who chose one of my friends over me. Pathetic. Right? Well back to my story, never did I think that he likes me too. The crazy thing about it was that his brother is my cousins’ boyfriend. Christian gave my number to his brother then our love story begun with his first text which was “TRA?” meaning “what’s up!?” We started texting then before I knew it he was already my boyfriend. Each time we meet at night of course because it’s still not legally cool for my parents that I enter such relationships I sneak out with my cousin. He was so sweet to me. He may not be the perfect boyfriend material, he may not say I love you to me what matters is that he shows what he feels. He even hugs me, holds my hands, or even kisses me in front of his friends. There also had a time that he lend me the first and last bite of his burger. When I’m totally drunk though I know annoys him so much he always see to it that he’s the one to bring me home. Though I’m also not the perfect girlfriend material I see to it that he knows how much I love him. I’m the kind of girl that will give everything I can to make the one i love happy. But what he hated the most about me is that sometimes I hurt him physically and sometimes I make him feel jealous about my ex’es. What I like about him the most is that he never showed any pain in front of me instead he smiles at it trying to convince me that he’s so okay with it coz’ he knows that I really love his smile. He was my first love. My first real love. He was the very first man I took seriously I mean seriously. But it wasn’t long till he changed. His absence in my life started to grow longer than I expected till it came to the point where we stop communicating. Then my grades started to get lower and lower. Our breakup seems to affect my whole life. It’s like he took all the best in me and then tore my whole life apart.
