It was blind.

I saw him, and I knew from that moment on, he was someone I wanted in my life. I didn’t even know his name, and I was around thirteen and a half. When I found out what his name was, I realized, “he’s a part of me.” because his name is partially my name too. (Like “Paul” in “Paula”; but those aren’t our names)

I didn’t really understand why I like him, he was far from what I usually liked in a guy. He was irresponsible, he wasn’t nice, he wasn’t what a girl would ideally like. Despite everyone telling me that he wasn’t worth it, I really couldn’t help it. I did all those crazy things for him. I cut my hair, I changed my clothes, I guess, he was the reason why I’m who I am now.

Eventually, I did tell him that I like him, and he broke my little ol’ heart, but after all that, I became close with his bestfriend, cause we were helping each other out.

Eventually, his bestfriend and I fell in love, and we got together on Feb 28, 2009. :”)

We broke up just last August, right before our two & a half year anniversary, but it doesn’t matter anymore, because we felt the love and I cherished it as much as I could.

My 1st love was blind, but it led me to the boy who I first went into a relationship with. ♥ :”)