note: you don't have to read this. it's just something i'd like to get off my chest.
hiiiiiiiii.
i just wanted to take a minute to explain why i wrote this story. this is somewhat based off of true events, inspired by my own life. as i write this foreward, i am in a relationship that has made me think of writing what i'm writing. i feel like this is a good way for me to relieve my feelings.
so, i just want to clarify something. i don't want people to feel sorry for me. i'm not letting you know this is based off of true events so that i'll get pity, or attention. i'm letting you know because a lot of the stories on here originate from imagination, not experience. and false hope is something i hate, even though i have a lot of it. if you're going to give me hate about this, you might as well just leave now, because i'm really not feeling up for that.
now that the air is cleared, i feel like i might get a lot of questions on what is based off of real life events and what is not. i have only been in my current relationship for a month, and it is my first. now, obviously, the names, locations, all that jazz, will be different in this story, so nobody i actually know finds it.
my boyfriend, who will be portrayed by a boy named Luke (not his real name obviously), did go through a relationship before he dated me (or is dating, idk, screw grammar, it's a foreward.), and he had a really tough break up. the girl, who we will call Ella, really fucked him up. he told me afterwards he felt suicidal and almost killed himself. so this was just a few months ago. and just earlier today i was having a really deep thinking moment, and i was feeling really sad, because i believe i am just his rebound.
NO PITY. i'm telling y'all this for a reason. but anyways, me and him don't really have very much in common. he's not my dream guy, we share very little interests. that being said, he's a really, really, sweet guy, and he does make me really happy. but i couldn't shake the feeling i'm just his rebound.
this is where this all comes together. all these thoughts ran through my head this morning. and i was thinking, (along with some really sad sighs and a lot of screenshotting sad instagram quotes) this guy deserves to be happy again. i'm not saying i can give him this happiness, but he's still broken as fuck. so i came to a conclusion. this isn't my dream guy, but a guy i have more things in common with will come along some day. so as of right now, i think i should heal Luke.
that made no sense, i'm guessing. well, if i'm his rebound, that means i have to pick up all the pieces and put them together. and like i said, he deserves happiness, he's the best guy i know. so i'm going to do it. i'm going to be the rebound. and i know in the end, (i am, by the way, quite a fragile person) i might end up just as broken as he was after his breakup.
but someone else will come along to pick up my pieces, and who knows, maybe he'll be what i'm looking for (not the one, the one will not be my second boyfriend.).
so, in conclusion, i'm going to fix Luke. i might end up broken, but someone will do the same as i am doing to him one day.
now excuse me because i'm going to go screenshot more sad quotes and write long paragraphs about how sad i am.
if you actually read this, props to u girlfriend.
xxx, [we're going to call me] Aria ❤
