I was cleaning yesterday and went through some old pictures from sophomore year of college. I came across a picture of guy that I went through an emotional roller coaster with. He was that guy that would hang out with me and kiss me then leave and go God knows where. I was never his gf, he didnt want the titles, but yet I would of done anything to be it. Every time somebody would ask if we were dating he'd say no and my heart would sink. He'd say I was his girl though.
Yet every night I'd text him to come over if he wanted to, I never wanted to make him come over. There would always be a knock at the door and him standing in the doorway. We never went on dates. Never acted like we had a thing in front of anybody, but our roommates. They knew we were spending time together every night.
He then decided he was going to transfer to a school in Iowa and I was going to another school in Wisconsin. The last morning with him was hard. That summer he lived in Vegas with his uncle, he texted me and called a few times. I still believed that he cared about me.
Then school started and I was still in contact with him. I had no clue what he did in Vegas or what he did in Iowa. Then my friend told me the last week of school last year he took another girl on a date. I was torn and he completely denied it. I believed him. He then showed up the night before I went home for Christmas break. All the feelings came back and I thought we'd have a chance.
I eventually started dating other guys, but nobody compared to him and I'd it after weeks. He'd call and I'd get a little hope we'd get together. Didn't happen, but I couldn't be happy with anybody else.
Until one newspaper meeting junior year when this cute tan boy in a Twins baseball cap sat next to me and changed my life completely :)
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