The middle in Why do people suck

  • April 7, 2018, 9:55 p.m.
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After things were official, we started doing official couple things. This boy had never kissed anyone, let alone had sex with anyone. It felt like I was teaching him how to kiss in the beginning, but I didn’t mind. I took his virginity and I’d say I quickly turning him into a self proclaimed self addict. I was into it too though. We went on very little dates in the beginning because he was 15 and couldn’t drive, but I never minded. I would rather lay at home and watch movies and cuddle and whatever else we did. I was just happy to be with someone who was so genuine and kind. I loved listening to him speak, his mind was a beautiful place at times and I loved hearing his thoughts. They were so different from mine, I’ve always been so negative and worried that I may say the wrong thing or something weird. He never cared if he said something weird. I loved that about him too.

We always had different interests but I envied the way he could get into something. I’ve never had a hobby or something I loved to do. He loved to play his guitar or listen to music in general. He became super into cars and got a career working on cars. He also loved his friends, so much that he would often times ditch his plans with me to get together with his group of friends. He also loved spending time with his family, another thing he would ditch me for. I always thought him wanting to spend time with his family was great though, it’s so important and made me think he was such a great person for caring so much about them.

I fell in love with him so fast. I’d say he did the same for me. I would’ve spent every waking second with him if I could. That says alot because I’ve always found myself annoyed with anyone I spend much time with. Nobody ever made me feel the way he did. I was so comfortable around him, we could talk about anything. We didn’t even have to talk. Just his presence made me feel happy. It made me feel secure and safe. I knew there was no way this could ever end. He was so in love with me. You could see it in his eyes when he talked to me. You could hear it in his voice. He’s send me long text messages when we were apart to remind me how he feels about me. Paragraphs reflecting our times spend together and professing his love for my smile or the color of my eyes. I’ve always been so insecure but he could make me feel different so quickly.


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