What I Have Learned From Love

The Indian giver.

7th grade. 

I met you because of my sister you were her best friend but from the moment I saw you I knew i needed you in my life.

You came over and spent the night at my house with my sister but ended up mainly hanging out with me. We stayed up until 3 am talking about ghosts and spirits and scary dreams and just listening to eachother.

You became my best friend. We talked about everything. You were also alot different than the people I liked before mainly because you are a girl.
You were so soft and pretty and sweet and I felt close to you.

We started dating on your birthday and it was strange because neither of us had really been with girls before but damn did I care about you.

You nare a Christian and had alot of issues accepting who you are/was/ idk
And it made me feel like you werent sure about us. We cuddled alot but never kissed there was one time when we were laying and I had my hand in your waistband testing the waters but we both got into our feelings and stopped it. We broke up because it was bound to happen.

I was obsessed with you for a long time you would do things with me and make me feel like you liked me but then say you only liked boys. You were an indian giver you gave me your love then took it back and said it never belonged to me.  Ive shed alot of tears over you but I appreciate every single drop because they all represent growth and two people just figuring themselves out and im glad I experienced that with you.

We ended up becoming really close friends after. You were there for me during the hardest points in my life. You have let me cry on your shoulder. And laugh in your ear. And be in your presence. You peirced my nose and ive dyed your hair. I always want you in my life. Not as a love but as a friend.

Thank you. Indiana Jones 😂