Members AAC9412 Posted May 15, 2012 Members Report Share Posted May 15, 2012 I met the love of my life when i was merely 11 years old. This boy was my best friend and entire world for five long years. I know what most people think, you were so young you never know what would've happened and to that i just laugh. This boy and I were extremely close i told him everything and he to me. We had seen each other go through some rough patches. He was an alcoholic, and right before he passed was working on sobriety. He had 7 months in before he passed away, it doesnt seem long but for him that was excellent.He joined the service a year after he graduated high school, and was more than proud to serve our country. I was upset at first, how do you expect a freshman in high school to be a military girlfriend? And even though we had our share of issues i stuck by his side, constantly writing and receiving letters while he was away, cherishing the quick but wonderful phone calls. He ended up getting stationed in TN for awhile and even though he loved it, i was sad to not have him home. I still again stayed by his side, remaining faithful, and close to him and his family as well. He came home on leave in November '10 and it was the happiest week of my life. I spent every moment with him catching up on things that had gone by in the past years. We also began talking about our future. It was decided when he came home again on leave and after I was 18 we would be married, well elope. And when he finally came home for good we would have an actual wedding and the fairy tale i always wanted. It was a dream come true, to marry my best friend in the world and to know he was going to be here for me no matter what.He was deployed a few weeks later, and that was the second hardest thing i've ever been through. I watched him walk to his plane the biggest smile on his face mouthing i love you back in my direction. If i would have known that was the last time i was to see him alive i would've held on to him for as long as i could and constantly remind him how much i loved him, and that he meant everything to me.March 26, 2011, one week before my 17 birthday My world was altered forever. I received the phone call that he was in bad shape, and that his mother had chosen to take him off his life support, i was devastated. I instantly crashed to the ground and burst into tears. I was filled with so many emotions i didnt know what to do, so i cried. For days i cried and cried. I tried to go on with life as normal as possible, attending school and going to work, but nothing eased the pain. I was heartbroken beyond repair.It is now a year later and things are as rough as ever. I lost not only my love, but my best friend. After i turned 18 i called his mom crying telling her how badly i wanted him to come home. Every morning before school i wake up, shower, make hot chocolate (it was his favorite) and sit on the porch and wait, Wait for him to come running up to me, waiting to see him, to hear his voice for anything, even though i know its nearly impossible. I will be graduating here in a couple months and it breaks my heart toknow he wont be there to see me hit that milestone. He wont be my husband or the father of my kids. He's no longer here and i feel completely alone. It scares me because i am so young, i have a huge fear of stepping into the dating world, and trying that again. I still wear the rings he gave me every single day, though i moved them to my right hand i always have them with me. I dont really know the point in writing this whole story, maybe i needed to get it off my chest, or maybe someone understands. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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