This is really beautiful BUTTT i hope the next arrow does NOTT break and you can tell us nice stories on this forum. ๐๐
I agree too!!! Super nice story @Fleurke!!!! ๐ฅฐ๐ฅฐโค๏ธ
And what about you @Colin_Germany?? Maybe you can also tell smt about YOUR love stories to us? ๐
Alright. Here it comes:
I'll start at the very beginning. For explanation, idk how your school system works, in Germany it's 1st to 4th grade in the age of 6 to 10. Then you can choose between types of schools. The type I choose was from 5th to 13th grade, from 11 years to the age of 18.
So, in 5th grade, right after I finished my first school, there was a girl. I really liked her. And by now, I wouldn't consider it real love. But for what I knew back then of love, it definitely was. She was so important to me, and as I said, I really liked her. She was nice, kind of shy, funny, and very beautiful. I told her I had feelings for her. And unfortunately, she said she liked me. But just as a friend. So we became friends. Very good friends. And I got friendzoned really hard. But it didn't matter to me because I got to see her everyday in school. And she liked me. Just as a friend, but that didn't really matter. In 7th grade, we had a class trip. Right at the end of the year, because I'm 8th grade, we would be mixed and put together in new classes, so it would fit better with the different courses we chose. While being on that trip, I saw her holding hands with another boy. And it really hit me. Hardly. I mean we were just friends, she never told me she would feel romantic bonding or whatever, but I thought that she could've told me at least. So I did not talk to her until the end of 7th class. This period of time was around 2 weeks after the trip I think. And then the class was getting mixed. We were in separate classes, and had no contact. Even though we did not got together, I can say I was truly in love, because even now it still affects me.
In 8th class, I attended a camp. For children in the Netherlands. It was great and I enjoyed it. I think it was for 10 days or something like that. It was organized by our town, and so there were a few children I already knew. Like one girl, in the 8th class as well. From the same school. We were in the same group and always hung out together during the camp. After the camp was over, I invited the group to my house, we had a good time, celebrated birthdays together and so on. And I got attached to that one specific girl really fast. 3-4 months later we admired we had feelings for each other. We were together for 8 months, which was pretty unusual, considering our age. I really enjoyed the time, but I really did not enjoy with our breakup. It was her decision and I didn't even know why. Until I saw her - exactly two days later - with another boy (I knew him well, he knew we had a relationship) in town, kissing. So I assumed she was cheating on me, because normally you get to know one and kiss him within two days. But anyways, it really broke my heart. Once again. But this time, I was in a relationship. She was my first relationship and I really enjoyed the relationship itself, but afterwards I realized, she didn't do me good in any way. So by now I'm glad, it's over, even though I was happy during the relationship.
Some weeks later: I attended the same camp. Our friends knew about the breakup and she was there as well, it completely ruined my mental state. I felt like it was my fault because I was our friends struggling with who to believe and who to hang out with (she still tells lies about me). Anyways, I had some friend who believed me and as the camp passed over, we grew together. And after the camp one of the girls I became friends with supported me and I always told her about what my ex told other people in school, and she didn't cheated only on me, even on the guy with who she cheated with on me and so on. We gossiped a lot. And so it happened:
My second relationship. It didn't last long. It was good, and I enjoyed all the moments we had together. I really did. But I realized we went too close. I was still kind of "traumatized" by my ex and as time passed, I knew, we shouldn't be more than friends. So I told her. And she completely understood. I was really afraid of breaking her heart, but she understood completely. We had a relationship for around 3 months. And we still chat. Not that much, but we're still good. I'll meet her next time we'll attend the camp as well. Already looking forward to it.
Short recap: The girl from 5th class. When the classes got mixed, we went separate ways. But as time passed by, our group chat got active again. It was a chat between me, her and a group of friends, we went to eat pizza after school with. By the end of 8.th class we all had some video calls together and it began to be more. More chats, more talks, more calls. And our calls were always about 4 hours or more. And then, by midnight, most of them went to bet. So there we were left. She and me. Just the both of us. And since we've started in the group again, we started to talk in private. Sometimes those calls went from midnight to the next morning (6 am) with just the two of us talking. Also, I found out that she never really "betrayed" me. Holding hands with the boy was just a joke. I didn't knew it, so I obviously misinterpreted it. She told me and we started to laugh about it. We began to be better friends than we ever were. And when I ended my 2. relationship, she was there for me. And of course, some months later, we got together.
But it was not like any other relationship. It was way better. I mean, I seemed to never really have stopped loving her. From 5th grade to 10th grade (The relationship started 3 months ago and I'm still in 10th grade). It felt crazy. All those emotions and my memorys from the time earlier came back and made my feelings more intense. It was like being high i guess, haha. But it was really, really good. I never really had a very good relationship to my parents, and her family just "adopted" me. The mother, the father, the sister. I loved all of them. I really felt like home. Everytime I just entered her house. The feeling of being home, I never had when really being at home. And I loved her even more. For making me feel this way. And everything about her. I was the happiest person alive. But then, she split up. All of a sudden. She was acting weird before, but I never thought she was considering a breakup. So I was shocked. She told me it was too much for her. She had way too much stress. With her family, her friend, school, her hobbies, and then - me. She told me it would just be the wrong time. During that talk I just sat down and stared to the ground. It was like my life was over. I guess this is what a real heartbreak feels like. She was gone. My home was gone. Her family, the people around her, who made me feel loved as well for the first time, were gone. Everything I had - was gone. This relationship was the shortest. It was around 2 months, but clearly it was the best. Definitely. It wasn't toxic, like the first one, it felt right, not like my second one and it was special. It was everything I had and it still feels that way. I'd say I got over it, but I did not get over the way she made me feel. And what makes my thoughts go wild the most is that I don't know how it will continue to be. The breakup was more than an month ago, but already in two months the class will be mixed again. We tried to stay friends. But it's weird. It's not her fault, and I guess it's not mine either. But it just doesn't seem to work and it's eating me alive. I know I will continue to love her. Just like I did from 7th grade to 10th, when we were "strangers" or "friends". But I don't know in what extent. Maybe will stay friends. Maybe I'll get over her. Maybe, we'll get back together. I don't know. But I know, I will always love her.
What I learned:
I don't like the way I fall in love. It feels like it's was to fast. Even though it feels right every single time I regret it and I wish I could change it. But I can't.
My current love life:
So, right now, I'm single. But just as it was before, I knew something will be off. When my first relation was over, I found someone to talk to about it, and then we got together. Same with my second relationship and the beginning of my third one. So some weeks ago, after the last breakup, I risked to tell a friend. And I knew, what would come. So I tried to not fall in love with her. And it really worked pretty well. But unfortunately, she fell in love with me. It seems to be a curse. I fall in love way to fast.
Something else about my current situation: I don't know how I feel about relationships. The sister of the girl who fell in love with me a couple of weeks ago, told me, she had a crush on we as well (both were attending the same camp) and she said I'm someone one could easily fall in love with. I felt happy to hear but I decided to find out. I told another girl, who I had a small crush on that I liked her some months ago and she told me the same. And another time I did, with another girl I had a Crush on. And she responded the same way. So I don'tknkw what to do. I promised to myself I would continue to try to be happy while being single, and it works pretty well right now. But my last girlfriend still is on my mind. I don't know what's coming. And I know I never will. But I try to make the best out of it and right now, it works pretty well.
I'm sorry I wrote such a long text, I know, some of you don't mind, but as you can see this issue really is important to me right now, that's why I made this forum HAHA
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