The Story of Us

This story revolves around me and a huge crush i had on this boy. I consider him my first love and i would never forget about him. A hopeless one sided love story.

The Story Of Us.

 

At 9, we first met.

We smiled and started talking to each other.

We got closer and closer day by day.

I fell so in love with you that even when I'm dreaming,

it's all about you.

Soon, you met another girl and kept going out with her.

We got further and further away from each other.

I felt so distant from you. All I wanted was you by my side.

But you broke my heart and left with her.

Soon after, we were strangers.

We had no form of communication at all.

 

At 10, I was invited to your sister's party.

I was told that you would be there.

I was looking forward to speak with you again.

I dolled myself up and made sure I looked pretty.

On that day, I waited and waited just for you to appear.

But you did not.

I was alone and depressed.

I left early and ran away as I cried so hard that my eyes were swollen.

I thought we had something. But we did not.

 

At 11, I had a small crush on another guy.

I thought finally I was over you.

But I wasn't.

One day, we brushed past each other.

You smiled at me and I smiled back.

But behind that smile,

I was hurt.

I started to think.

Why did it become like this?

We used to be each other's best friend.

What caused us to be so distant away from each other?

 

At 12, during our graduation night.

I noticed you dressed in a suit and tie.

You were the only guy I had my eyes on in the ballroom.

I heard that you would be going to the same school as me.

I was elated.

I can finally speak to you again.

 

At 13, I saw you hanging out with other girls in our new school.

We still did not talk.

You ignored my presence even when I was just right beside you.

 

At 14, one day you came to me.

I thought we still stood a chance.

But no.

You asked me how I was.

I said I'm doing fine.

But behind those words, there's a girl crying over you every night before she sleeps.

You asked me about a girl from my class.

I was hurt.

I felt like just hugging you and telling you I'm in love with you.

You then asked me a question I never thought you would.

"What's her phone number?"

Instantly, I felt like killing myself.

 

At 15, I was really depressed when I found out you just had a girlfriend.

And that girl is not me.

I knew you longer than she did.

Why am I not the one you fall in love with?

Am I not good enough for you?

 

The Story Of Us was just about a smile turning into a poker face and love that fades into thin air.

Author's Note

This was what happened to me in real life.
that boy probably knows its about him haha.
He knew i had a crush on him.

Reviews

[Gee]

Ouch...that hurts. Unrequited love, so many suffer in silence.
Well penned

[Cecelia A. Green]

Thank you!!!

[Stacy Purvis]

Unrequited Love...The Most Painful Love Of All...

[Cecelia A. Green]

Haizzz... Too bad its the truth...

[apennylate]

A profound and interesting way to portray a story of growing up... Love, strife, confusions and grief find this poem rattling my need for happy endings... Wonderfully penned...

[Cecelia A. Green]

Thank you!

[apennylate]

You are welcome!

[Isabella Ivy]

Wow. That's a lot to deal with at such a young age! Thanks for letting me read :) I.I.

[Cecelia A. Green]

Thanks for taking your time to read this!

[Isabella Ivy]

You are most welcome! Blessings to you :) I.I.