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He was 13 and I was 12. We met on facebook. He asked me out and I said yes but I wasn’t really up to it. I grew to love him though, and everything felt plain perfect. I knew I never wanted to lose him. We broke up and got back together a lot…but it never felt like he didn’t want me. I fell for his friend. He found out and got mad but he said he still loved me. I got over his friend soon enough but I found out he was cheating on me. I cried for days and days, but I was too much in love to break up with him. He texted me telling me he wanted to talk, I got scared. He said he was cheating on me and broke up with me. We don’t talk anymore…but I still love him…I recently found out he likes my ex friend Daniela…I just can’t deal with the pain of that…I wish I could be with him again

I didn’t know it was love. I never thought I’d fall in love. I was in 6th grade and I remember walking into class scared out of my mind because I didn’t know anybody, so I just sat there looking around and then I saw the door open and he walked in. I remember thinking he was the cutest guy I’d ever seen. Tall, long brown hair, goatee, manly looking. I was 11 so the feeling was new to me. At the moment I didn’t think it was love, I just thought it was a kid crush. He was an 8th grader though, I’m guessing he was about 14 or 15. I didn’t know his name, or anything about him. He was a complete stranger.

I went to class everyday excited because I wanted to see him. So it turns out my best friend was one of his good friends so one day as I walked to class I saw him & my friend.I kept walking then I heard someone yell my name, I turned & he was smiling at me. I was so happy. So the next day I went to school determined to let him know how I felt. He wasnt there, so I just thought he was absent. Next day still no show, and so on for a week. Then my friend told me that he had gotten arrested for being a drug dealer. He was in juvenile. I broke down, I couldn’t understand why I was crying. I knew I liked him but not enough to cry over him. Days went by, and then weeks, and school ended. He never came back. I was super depressed so my mom moved me to a different school. I went on my 7th grade year and everything was good. Deep inside I still thought about him. I sometimes even dreamt of him and I couldn’t explain why. School ended and one summer day I got on my MySpace and I saw that I had one message so I clicked to see and it was a message from him. I remember the feeling, I was so happy yet scared at the same time. That’s when I realized I loved him. My feelings had never changed. I replied and we talked for a week or so. But he didn’t know I was the girl from 6th grade, and I didn’t wanna tell him. Then he have me his number and we started texting. We texted all day everyday and soon enough we became best friends. But he had a gf, and a baby. About a month after talking he told me he liked me and about a month after that he said “I love you.” I cried, I never thought I’d hear him say it. The next day we went on our first date. I hadn’t seen him in almost 2 yrs, yet I recognized him the second I saw him. He was so different, his hair was short, he had a mustache and beard, he was a bit chunkier, but not fat. I was so nervous I felt like my stomach was gonna fall off. He hugged me. I felt like I could’ve stayed in his arms forever. After that I didn’t see him for 6 months. He promised he would leave his gf, but he never did. The next time I saw him he had his own car and we drove around & then went to a park and just chilled in his car. He was now nobody there, it was raining, he was 16 I was 13, and I ended up having sex with him. He was single by now. He left me at a store after that, in the rain, all he said was “don’t tell anyone about this” and I didn’t hear from him in weeks. Then he talked to me again & I took him back, no questions asked.