• An Introduction

    This isn’t really a story about me, but rather a fictional story about a person who loved someone so much that it took over their life. If you knew someone like this, what would you do? Would you even try to help them? Think about it.

    The Story

    Last night I had that dream again about the one I loved, and the future that I so deeply desired. In my dream the two of us were happily married, living in a nice white house with a yard, and no children to bother us. And every morning before he went to work, I would give him a kiss for good luck, and he would tell me he loved only me. It was the ideal life for me, staying at home to cook his meals, and clean our house.

    Unfortunately I was awakened from my wonderful dream, but the sound of my alarm clock ringing. In real life, the guy I loved dumped me awhile back to get back together with one of his old girlfriends who was supposedly prettier than me.

    During the few months that we dated, I was truly happy because I believed that I was one of the lucky few who would find true love on my first try. I’ll admit there were times when I felt as if I could no longer continue our relationship, but my love for him was stronger, and in the end that was what made me stay with him, no matter what he did.

    So on the fateful day, when he called to tell me that we needed to “talk”, I was oblivious to the fact that he was going to break up with me. Right after that, I broke down crying, and for days I felt as if I wanted to die. His words, those famous words of “it’s not you, it’s me” haunted me every day and night, and if it hadn’t been for some of my closest friends, I would have just stayed down in the dumps for months.

    After I got over feeling sorry for myself, he stopped avoiding me, and even started to talk to me normally. But what made me very happy was that he even started to hug me again, just like he used to before we dated. In hopes of trying to make him see that I was the only one who was right for him, I tried to get into some of the same stuff he liked, such as the sports, and video games he played, and the books he read.

    But even all that work didn’t make him pay more attention to me, on the other hand all my friends noticed, and they yelled and lectured me about acting stupid over some guy who wasn’t even worth it, in their opinion.

    After awhile I did stop trying to get his attention since I was scared my friends would come after me if they saw me continuing to try. But I never did stop looking at him to check if he still wore that locket his girlfriend gave him.

    Then one day, my patience paid off and he was no longer wearing it. Curious, I asked him why, and he told me that she had dumped him. Although I was overjoyed, I still kind of felt bad for him, since it was the fourth time she had dumped him, so I tried to cheer him up but telling him that at least he still had me. After that we became closer as friends, and he even gave me his email address, and we ended up talking to each other on msn whenever he was on.

    Most recently though, he has been coming on msn less, and less since he just graduated, and has almost no time because of his job. But on those few times when he does come on we would talk for hours, and sometimes just about some of the most random things, but despite that it was nice just to be able to talk with him.

    It was during this time that I came to an important realization, that even when we were dating I was always the one to call him, and now it was always up to me to leave him messages or start a conversation. Also it seemed to me that the only times he would contact me back then, and even now was when I wasn’t expecting it or when I had thought that I was over him, which then made me remember and like him again.

    However, I couldn’t forget him completely or ignore him when he finally replied to one of my messages. I also didn’t have the courage to block his email address, because I was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to talk to me when he needed to, on the contrary I knew that deep down, the reason why I couldn’t do any of those things, or why I couldn’t distract myself completely no matter what I did was because I was still in love with him alot.

    So, this morning like every other morning I wake up, and get ready to go to school by getting dress, and making breakfast. After I have finished my breakfast, I head over to my computer, and turn it on. I can just imagine the computer telling me that I’ve got mail and that it’s from him, but the truth was as I logged on to my email, just like every other day there is only the usual useless spam. Oh well, I said thinking to myself, maybe he’ll send me a message tomorrow. I guess it’s just another day of waiting for him to answer me....