Young Love

In sixth grade I met the love of my life. I never thought anything would turn out how they did. This boy was my very first boyfriend, and longest of my short relationships, and also longest. We were first together for two months, then he broke my heart the week of my birthday. The next year, i absolutely hated him. I wanted nothing to do with him because i thought he was a gross little boy. Then comes along eighth grade. I fell in love with the way he looked, and who he was. I never saw him the way i saw him for that first time since summer had started. Then we lasted a while and broke up after six months and got back together freshman year for another six months. The decision of why i broke up with him then, i still cannot find the answer. I think I wanted to see if he was what i wanted for life. Because at that young age, we told each other that we wanted to get married. Sounds ridiculous, but this boy had my heart and i had his. Months after i broke up with him he still tried to be my boyfriend again but I was not accepting that. I thought of myself more than of him. I never thought of him coming back in my life. These past few days, let alone this whole past year, I haven't been able to handle a thought of him, listen to a long song, or look at a picture of him without crying my eyes out. Many people tell me I'm young and that there are many more chances out there. But I don't want any other guy but him. He recently told me that he was going to marry me. But why is he with another girl? I may have broken his heart, but I sure did break my own after doing so. I have cried over him almost every day of this year. I need him. I feel like i cannot wait any longer. I just want him to know that he will always have a big spot in my heart and that I wish to be with him more than anything i have ever wanted before. Age doesn't matter to me because love conquers all. He says anything is possible. Well, make this possible. Love, Tay<3


Taylor Virta