When I was thirteen I met the boy I would fall head over heels in love with. I didn’t know this then, though, and I took advantage of the love he had for me and left. He didn’t leave me. Didn’t even try to move on. A year later, on the exact date he asked me out the first time, the exact way, the exact time, he tried again and I said yes. A few months later, I left, again. I didn’t realize how big a mistake I was making. I was just a fourteen year old girl trying to live her life, so terrified that falling in love would be my downfall. So scared that if I just faced it I would fall to pieces. I was naive to think of love as such an awful thing. A couple of years later, at sixteen, I reached out to this boy and he let me back into his arms, even if I had caused him so much pain and misery before. I constantly read stories about a boy leaving a girl, a boy leaving her hurt and confused with no explanation and imagine that being how he felt for me and I grow incredibly sad. I know his world fell apart when I left, and I did it anyway. It was an awful thing I am still trying to make up for, even if he has forgiven me and taken me back no questions asked. He’s a great person with a great heart, and I’m basically writing this to say relationships are hard. People constantly come up to me and write to me telling me how lucky I am and how I have something they would die for, and though I know I should be grateful (which I am, entirely) I can’t help but tell them we’re not perfect. We argue like animals and let out bitter slurs that hurt each others feelings and he makes me cry and I annoy him and somehow, that’s how we work. I fix our problems and he fixes me. We go through a lot, and sometimes don’t even want to be around each other, but no one loves each other more. And I know every couple says that but it still is very true. You need to argue sometimes and you need to go through things that will test your relationship, and if you’re still together then fight like Hell to hold on. Because life isn’t going to end if you two do, but you have to believe that fate wants you together, and you have to keep your love alive. You have to remember everything you’ve been through and ask yourself if five or ten years later are you going to regret not picking up the phone and calling him back to apologize. If you have a good boy in your life, or a good girl, chase them and don’t give up. I know it seems impossible sometimes but it’s worth it to swallow your pride and crash into each other. Every time I’ve tried to move on, he’s been right there. And every time he’s tried to leave, I never let him go, even if it just seems easier that way. But it’s not. Think about the laughs, the smiles, the songs, the inside jokes, the friendship you’ve shared, the kisses, the touches, the passion that you two lived off of and if you can really imagine your life without that, then go. If you can be keep going and it wouldn’t break your heart, don’t think about it twice, just go. But if you wince in the slightest bit and feel the urge to kiss him, even if you’re mad at him, fight that much harder. Because if it’s love, it’s going to come back to you regardless.
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