For many, love is already a very common theme, very trite.
Everything we saw in literary novels, where man sacrificed himself and everything was love at first sight, because it is only fantasy or fiction at this time.
Getting married and forming a family is also an overrated topic.
In my case, I am a very naive person. I still believe in the goodwill of people. If they tell me that clouds are part of our imagination and that we belong to a game, I would believe it. He created everything, right on some very obvious things.
Imagine how my first love experience was.
I fell in love at first sight. I was about 13 years old, when I saw a girl going to the school bus, my whole world changed, I felt the need to meet her, but my parents changed me in the days of transportation and I did not see again for a while.
They spent about 2 years and nothing that knew anything about her, even had forgotten her face, when one day, some gentlemen invited us to attend a church every night, my mother accepted and took us all, that night I was tired , because the secondary school in my country has a full schedule, I got up at 5am, I arrived at 7 to school and left at 5pm, it was tiring, but I liked being there.
That night we sat on the fourth bench. I remember it clearly. Everything was entertaining but sometimes I lost focus, until that moment, I do not remember the exact time, I turned my eyes to the opposite side of the pews, my heart accelerated to 1000%, I could not believe it, it was Ella. Larger and more beautiful, sometimes we cross glances, it was just like Romeo and Juliet.
Since I was so immature, and still believed in true love, one day write a letter condensing my love for her, it was very corny the truth. The next day we had a church meeting and she would be there, so take my letter and when I saw the opportunity, I took the letter and put it in her purse, the nerves dominated me since I did, a few days later , I heard her talk with some friends about the letter, and she liked that gesture, because better than not, every day of the week she wrote a letter and since she already knew where she lived, after leaving school went to her house and left her a letter at the door. I did this for several months, everyone already knew that it was me who wrote them, even she knew, but still I did continue to write as 100 letters.
I do not know what I actually expected to happen, but after a year in that plan, I decided to confess it in person, but I was rejected. "A direct shot to my heart." I turned like crazy, did not know that I tell myself and convince myself that everything was fine.
I spent several years still behind her, like a nuisance, never lost the opportunity to suggest, but nothing, she continued denying.
I went away from the church for a few years, I had to overcome it, I had to mature, I did not go until I turned 18, I met her again, I was more beautiful, and I had changed, I was thinner and although I still looked like a child, had a presentable bearing.
I was still in love with her, I did not get over her, and she knew it "it was very obvious" but she was no longer hinting at him like before, or writing her letters, every moment I completely ignored her and walked away, I knew that even if I tried again, to reject as before, But I was wrong, one fine day in the afternoon, she came up to me with a parchment, we were alone I remember in a room, I do not know why, but she stood front and unfolded the parchment in which was written the sentence. " YOU WANT TO BE MY BOYFRIEND?
Buumm ...! An explosion.
Obviously she wanted to say "Yesss" to embrace her and kiss her to eternity. But I just said?, "Let me think about it" WTF, what was I thinking? What did she think I'd done? Embarrassed, the end.
She smiled and just said. "OKAY"
But when I saw her leave, an impulse took me by the arm and kissed her, "I could not kiss" I confess, so I do not know what I did. Ha ha ha ha ha ha.
"Of course I want to be your boyfriend"... LOVE LOVE LOVE
at long last, after all, was the groom of the most beautiful girl on the planet, he was so happy.
Summarizing everything, it was like a fairy tale, I met her parents, they accepted me, she taught me to kiss. "And much more" walked in the clouds.
But as I said before, I am very naive.
It was a whole world of butterflies and hearts, it was a farce, I was alone in love, I even imagined myself married to her, I could do everything for her, but it was just me.
She studied in another city, because in our hometown, we did not give the university career that she wanted. So only on weekends and holidays, but we keep communicating every day. By Facebook, by SMS by Skype. I even wrote her letters again, I made her a black and white photo portrait for Valentine's Day, give her a bamboo, everything for her, and all that to be cheated on, she was another person when she went to another city. She was a quiet girl, sweet, kind to everyone and very affectionate, but in her university she was something she had never imagined.
How do you find out?
Well one day, I started to notice the change, it was more sensual, it had to be because we were together time and it is "normal" all that, and the carisias became deeper and more passionate kisses, every time I was alone with her , it was a challenge for me not to remove all the clothes "and you know".
When we were in a church, he taught us that all that was bad, that it was hell, that God took us from us, so I avoided that, although sometimes there is not.
One day, I got into his laptop, and I started to ask, we were alone I remember, suddenly I have a folder that was so uncompressed, one after another I opened it, like a chain, until it reaches the end, after 20 -Click mouse, who were pictures of her with a "supposed friend" in underwear on a bed. My world is collapsed, I wanted to cry, I wanted to kill her, it was unheard of.
Anyway, everything came to light, even her parents learned all this stuff, but like all idiots, I forgive her and I went back with her, but it was the same, the same game of double life.
All my innocence, all that of true love I throw it by the toilet, and I started to play the game, every time I went to college I did not get it until the weekend came, but I realized that the days went by and I did not want to spend my life in this game, so one day I cut her off, I told her that I had never forgiven her and never would. Although he denied that he had changed, he already knew her well and knew he was lying, it was all a lie.
I do not know if deep down she loves me, if all those tears were in pain.
I'm already 23 years old, and I do not regret saying "Let Me Think It" I learned a lot about life being with her.
Life is not like novels, sometimes not worth doing so much for someone.
The Phrase "I love you" means nothing to many and less to me.