I know that most high school relationships aren’t meant to last. Most of them don’t, but in the back of my mind I thought we’d beat the odds. We made it through so many hard times, so much drama and loss, and we supported each other through it all. We cheered each other on at sporting events, play performances and graduation. Through it all, I saw you and me sticking it out.
We spent the summer after graduation making as many memories as possible, and we made plans, all sorts of plans about the future. We talked about seeing each other over weekends and how often we’d call; we had faith. Or at least I had faith. I’m still not sure when your promises to love me through college became lies, but that doesn’t matter.
I’m not angry, not anymore. At first I was furious at you. I felt as though you wasted my time and strung me along; perhaps you did, but it doesn’t matter. We had a decent run. You were there for all the high school drama and the stress of college applications. We helped each other plan out our futures, even if we didn’t end up sharing one.
Not everyone is lucky enough to fall in love when they’re in high school, and some people never have a relationship in high school at all. We were one of the lucky ones. Being in a serious relationship so young taught me a lot, both good things and bad things.
Looking back on what we had, I realize how immature we were and how awfully we actually treated each other. We walked over our relationship because we thought that no matter what we’d stay together. I was crazy and controlling, and you were ignorant and oblivious. It was an awful combination, but we were blinded by the idea of love.
Once you were gone, I saw everything in a new light. I stepped back and reanalyzed just how unhappy I was. You taught me that holding onto something won’t always make you happy. Honestly, after you left and I was able to enjoy freshman year single, I was the happiest I’d been in a very long time.
So thank you for all the lessons and the memories. I’ll make sure to pass on my knowledge to my future daughters and make sure they don’t hold onto high school. Also screw you though; you broke my heart at a very inconvenient time.
