Here's where middle school came in to play. I came in here thinking I might have a fresh start or something special like that. I though it would be e new setting. I thought it would be new people with different actions and different views on how stuff works, but little did I know. It was all the same people, just more of them. Now, you get to hear the start of my dating life. So, here it goes. I hope you enjoy hearing what I have to say.
So, I got into this big place thinking I would be okay, and that I had a new start to my life. I was very wrong. The whole tiime was just a huge continuation of stress and loneliness. I was ready to start having a relationship. I was tired everyone acting like such babies, thinking they deserved the world and more. I was ready to give somebody the world and more, so that is exactly what I tried to do.
Eventually in seventh grade, I found this girl that I thought was amazing. She was very nice, shy, and romantic like I was. I thought she was amazing. She was everything to me. I tried to be a great boyfriend. I tried getting to know her a treat her well. I guess it didn't work cause about two months later, she dumoed me over text during Christmas break. I had my heart broken. I hated this feeling. So, I covered it up with another.
I ended up dating this girl in eighth grade that was beautiful. I didn't figure out until later that she wasn't so beautiful inside. She flirted with other guys and didn't talk much unless her friend wanted to. It was unhealthy and painful to go through that relationship. After we broke up, I met some new friends and quickly became close with this girl that I knew in Elementary school, but was never close with before. She was the first girl that made me feel what I knew was love. She was also my first kiss. I knew it was love cause I wanted nothing, but the best for her. I can still remember her telling me that we needed to break up. She didn't feel for me as I felt for her.
After middle school, I knew I had more friends by my side, but everything was still lonely and sad. I couldn't even deal with the idea of love at the time because of how much love had beat me up. My heart was still standing, but it was bruised, cut, ripped, and thrown on the ground. I had somehow made it through it all. I had people by my side, but I just couldn't see it at the time. It all just kept fading away for me.
