First love. Christ.
It was my senior year of high school, I was 18 years old, and it really was a great first love. I believe its true that you’ll never forget your first love.

His name was Cody and we began talking my junior year of high school. Had always thought he was very cute and interesting, but I was never really courageous in the whole “telling-someone-you-dig-them” thing. So, I never told him and we just were friends, but still always enjoyed speaking with him.

But anyway, by the end of my senior year we did begin hanging out a lot more and I started getting the vibe that maybe he really was in to me as well. Exchanging mixes, looking at the stars, just over all being cute and lovely. Eventually we started dating, and really was something I had wanted for awhile, so it was great that it became the real deal.

We were (at the time) really great for each other. Several similarities and really just got each other.

Thinking back its a bit sad still. It was just nice to feel that way toward someone and feeling it back completely for the first time. A lot of really nice memories before things went wrong.

It was a bit of a hard summer for our relationship to start anyway. We had gotten together in April/May and I had a trip for Manchester, UK booked but didn’t expect to have a bf and miss him terribly while I was gone. I also had an internship where I worked 40 hours a week, 5 days a week and my shift was at 3:10pm to 12:40am all summer long. It makes seeing someone very difficult. And he also had mono for awhile, also wasn’t free very often and went on a basically one month trip. We barely saw each other and we didn’t even live a mile from each other. I didn’t like it.
So, this just made it difficult for me and I complained about it a lot. He was still has a year of high school as well, and I was starting college. Things were just not going to work. I always thought it was so difficult to understand why he’d leave me, but not so difficult anymore. No one is to blame, just not what I had hoped for.
Took ages to get over him though.
But first love you know.
and fuck it, made me flee the country on two week notice. now thats fucking spontaneous.
and i loved it.

thats all i really care to say.