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| Second Time Around.... |
| by Stargazer |
| My life began exactly one year ago this month. Actually, I wasn't really living life to the utmost until a year ago. Why? Because I found the love of my life- my soulmate. I never thought I'd be here today saying this- I'd had my heart broken twice before. Once, by one of my closest friends. A guy I'd known since I was two, who kissed me, told me he liked me, then dumped me for my best friend. And then told her how " bad" an influence I was & how she should stay away from me. That was in elementary school- he was my first kiss, & I got my first taste of real pain from him. I decided that guys weren't to be trusted. But slowly over the years, I grew a little less cautious, and came to fall in love with my best guy friend- who wasn't really interested in me at all. He told me he loved me, then lied, hit me, then broke up with me- and then just like the first time, he went out with a girlfriend of mine & told her how bad I was, and how she should stay away from me. I was heartbroken. It was 8th grade. By this time I had comepletely given up on men as a whole, & decided that they were not to be trusted. I became a recluse, almost hiding from all my friends for a year, before finally letting my guard down enough to trust people. ( just a little bit) Slowly the years passed again, and I became more trusting, & began performing for members of my class , singing solos, & playing my flute. In 3 years I had finally come out of my shell enough to be able to talk to men,& I was finally gaining confidence. That's when I met my muffin. We were in the school musical together, it was two months before prom, and although we had talked briefly several times, we really didn't know each other that well. One night during practice, one of my friends decided that she was going to ask him to go to prom with me. ( and didn't bother to tell me about it) He said he didn't know, & when I found out that someone had asked him, I explained to him that my friend had not asked me.That night marked the beginning of a beautiful relationship. Because of my friend's nosiness, we bgain to talk more, & I began to like him. I wanted to keep away, but even though I was scared of heartbreak, I just couldn't stop talking to him & getting closer. It wasn't too long before we were talking & flirting and spending all our extra time between scenes together. About a month before prom, he asked me to go with him, and I said yes. I was scared out of my mind, but I just couldn't say no. That night we danced 'till late, drank, laughed, & ate. And afterwards, we went for a late- night walk in the park, & he held my hand. We walked for nearly an hour just talking about anything and everything that came to mind. And at the end of the night, when I dropped him off at home, he held my hand and interlaced my fingers with his, he caressed my face with his hand, and he kissed me. If there's one thing I've learned about love & relationships- some things are better the second time around. |
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