My boyfriend is absolutely perfect for me, and I have no intention of leaving him anytime soon. Not for the world. We have a great thing going; I've finally met someone mature enough to fulfill my emotional needs (and there are a LOT of them), who I can see when I need to, and who treats me the way I want to be treated. But lately I've been feeling quite nostalgic...
Sorry to divulge so much, but I need to vent somewhere, and my boyfriend reads my livejournal.
I was seeing someone until May 2008, and I fell for him completely. He was very tall and very, very handsome, with big brown eyes. we connected outstandingly on a mental level, and we'd go on casual dates almost every weekend. He caught my attention in Model UN when he was a sophomore and I was a junior, even though he wasn't very talkative at first. I tried several times to strike up a conversation, and we became fast friends. The first time he asked me out was on Valentine's day (I made him special cookies - they must have been delicious!) shortly before I left on a week-long ski trip. We went to breakfast at a diner near his house, and it went swimmingly. We talked and talked and neither of us wanted to leave, just because there was so much to discuss! We got together frequently after that - nothing physical (other than a bit of hand-holding, big hugs, etc.; he's very modest about those sorts of things).
One night in March, we decided to go see his school's musical, which I had auditioned for but could not attend the callbacks (it's an all-boys school, so girls from the community are able to audition). We enjoyed the show, even with his friends from school present giving us a hard time (apparently attending school with no girls makes us seem more special), and afterward, I asked him to be my date to junior prom. He was adorably flustered, and said yes after a good deal of stuttering... so cute.
Anyway, we continued to see each other between then and prom. We planned everything meticulously; we would meet at my house, attach corsages (he asked what my favorite flower was and actually proceeded to find and purchase a beautiful white orchid wrist corsage... so pretty), and take photos, then to a friend's house to take more photos, then to his grandparents' house to take even more photos yet, and then finally, off to the main event.
We arrived, had dinner, danced for a while, and then I introduced him to some friends from school.
But things went horribly wrong when he met one friend of mine. I tend to be quite public about my relationships, so naturally, being high school students, everyone was perplexed when some gorgeous boy they had never heard of appeared at prom with me. So I was asked, "Is this your boyfriend?"
I had already decided that he would assume the label of "boyfriend" later that evening, but because I wasn't sure, I looked up at him and waited for his response. But instead of answering with the confident "yes" I had hoped for, he pulled me aside and proceeded to dismantle my hopes for a relationship with him, divulging all of the reasons that he was not ready for a commitment.
We haven't seen each other outside of Model UN since then. I tried to meet with him to talk about what had happen, but he was angry about that and just didn't want to hear about it. We've managed to remain friends (you just don't forget the hour-long discussions you have with people like him), but I still can't help but wonder what would have happened if the circumstances in his life allowed him to have a relationship.
Just to reiterate, my current boyfriend is the sweetest boy in the world, and I wouldn't want to put an end to the wonderful thing that we have. But the other guy was so comfortable.
I don't think I'm in love with him anymore. I'm sure it's just a socially awkward cocktail of good chemistry, nostalgia, and an extensive healing process. But I do think of him often, and I talk about him all the time. I can tell it upsets my boyfriend, but this guy changed my life.
I'm not sure what to make of this, but I needed to vent. That's all.