Hi, I'm Vanilla (or Anna but I perfer Vanilla) and this is my first topic.
And it just happens to be be about my exboyfriend.
So I should tell you how we got together. In January a year ago, I started borrowing the Twilight books from him. We just... clicked and started talking. Soon enough, I'm the one for fall for him on March 17th.
And trust me. It was like obsession.
I told all my friends, I wrote his name all over the place and I talked to him a lot and eventually... well. He found out. It was only until after I wrote a lovesick story of my stupid Cinderella self--and by now everyone knows I like him--and I let him read it. I forgot about it too. The next Monday we go to a field trip to Busch Gardens, and I swore to myself I didn't like him.
Until, I get the story back a week later and he writes me a note. But that's a pretty long story, so I'm just going to say he confessed he liked me.
We ended going out that Thursday.
Gabe (his name) and I went out for three months (pretty good for a bunch of stupid sixth graders)... and I broke up with him. He was getting grounded all the time and he didn't come to stuff I invited him too... so I dumped him.
Now. It's three months later--for most it'd be like a week--and I suddenly catch myself looking at him. I find myself talking to him. I find myself wishing we kissed, wishing we could've lasted longer... wishing I could have him back. Is this normal? Is it wise to say I have a crush on him? Please give me information and feeback on this.
And it just happens to be be about my exboyfriend.
So I should tell you how we got together. In January a year ago, I started borrowing the Twilight books from him. We just... clicked and started talking. Soon enough, I'm the one for fall for him on March 17th.
And trust me. It was like obsession.
I told all my friends, I wrote his name all over the place and I talked to him a lot and eventually... well. He found out. It was only until after I wrote a lovesick story of my stupid Cinderella self--and by now everyone knows I like him--and I let him read it. I forgot about it too. The next Monday we go to a field trip to Busch Gardens, and I swore to myself I didn't like him.
Until, I get the story back a week later and he writes me a note. But that's a pretty long story, so I'm just going to say he confessed he liked me.
We ended going out that Thursday.
Gabe (his name) and I went out for three months (pretty good for a bunch of stupid sixth graders)... and I broke up with him. He was getting grounded all the time and he didn't come to stuff I invited him too... so I dumped him.
Now. It's three months later--for most it'd be like a week--and I suddenly catch myself looking at him. I find myself talking to him. I find myself wishing we kissed, wishing we could've lasted longer... wishing I could have him back. Is this normal? Is it wise to say I have a crush on him? Please give me information and feeback on this.