Ever been in love? Than you know how it feels. It feels like you’re floating on a cloud, and the Honey Moon stage ends. His name is Jayden. He was my everything. But there’s 1 thing I should mention. He’s 12 and I’m 14. When I met him I was 13, and he told me he was 15. We met at a local park, at first I really didn’t notice him. I was the new girl and town and was trying to make girl friends. Well the next day me and this girl Alicia got home from the bowling alley and he was outside. That’s when I really noticed him. I noticed that he was completely gorgeous! I flirted with him a lot. by a lot I mean a lot ! He was distance and I was hurt, but then Alicia told me he had a girlfriend. So I backed off just a little. We went home and his girlfriend inboxed me on facebook. I told Jayden that he needed to stay with him girlfriend in all caps because Alicia told me he was planning on dumping her for me. Well we all got together again and he was looking perfect. I flirted again but this time I didn’t care about his girlfriend. We played football, and sat on the curb talking getting to know each other. He finally gave me a hug after trying all day. And then he went on Alicia’s and typed a note on her iPhone and said that he liked me. Okay me and him started dating we made out a lot , lol. So the next day I texted him and asked him if we’re dating. Because he seemed distance. He told me “I love you I really do, but I just want to be single right now” I cried so hard. But what hurt more is that he got back with his ex a week later. Well 3 weeks later we hung out again and ended up kissing. But he still had a girlfriend. They broke up but me and him still haven’t gotten back together. So then we started hanging back out again, we kissed every time we hung out. And then I found out he kissed my best friend Annie. Did I mention he was a player? Well I fought Alicia 3 weeks later and Jayden stopped talking to me. Me and him just started talking again and ooVooing. But he completely ignores me when I see him. So what!
im asking his how do I got over him? its been months. Sorry this story is long.
Three years ago, I was happy and in love with my boyfriend of 4 years, Micah. We had met right after we graduated college, and had been living together for nearly a year. We were that couple that was practically already married, so it was no surprise when we announced our engagement. I was busy with work as a hospital unit coordinator, so I didn’t jump right into wedding planning. We both wanted a simple wedding, but didn’t want to rush anything just for the sake of getting to the altar. Micah had this core group of friends, some of them I loved and others I wasn’t too fond of. The main reason I didn’t like a few of his friends was because they were dogs. There had been several occasions when their girlfriends had called me crying over finding something on his phone or computer. There were even times when a friend of his would show up at our place late at night with some random girl. They would sleep in our guest bedroom and do God’s knows what, and I was supposed to turn a cheek to it and act like I didn’t see anything. It made me feel horrible, but I didn’t know how to tell their girlfriends without causing a bunch of trouble for everyone.
Micah and his friends went on this annual trip together. It was something they had done since college and this year they were heading just about an hour away to watch our NFL team’s training camp. They left Thursday morning and I didn’t hear from Micah until Friday afternoon. Well, I had heard from him via one text where he said “Made it. About to eat. Call you later.” That was it and he didn’t answer any of my calls. I knew he was excited about the trip, so I just gave him space to enjoy himself and didn’t bother calling. I talked to him again on Sunday, when he let me know that they were heading home Monday morning. When he got back, I asked him about the trip and he told me about everything they had done, but afterward, seemed uncomfortable and distant. He was like that for another week. Each time I asked him what was wrong, he would just say nothing. He went from distant to completely zoned out when we were together. He had all of a sudden found some game on his phone that he couldn’t pull himself from and kept going for walks or short outings by himself.
My gut told me that something was up, so when he was in the shower, I decided to take a peek at his phone but it was locked. He had never had a lock on it before, so now I was almost certain something was going on. That evening, I sat down and demanded to know what the hell was going on. He denied and denied that there was anything, then slowly he started opening up. He said that he had realized a few things on the trip and wasn’t sure he was ready to be married. Then, he admits to hanging out with some girl. After several questions, he comes out and says that they had slept together several times that weekend and had been talking ever since. I went ballistic! He had cheated on me and then carried on with talking to her right in front of me. We started arguing back and forth, and next thing I know he says that he can’t help that he’s fallen in love with the girl. That something clicked when they met each other and he just felt right with her. He said that he could see himself with her, ya know if it wasn’t for that small detail of him being engaged to someone else! I was sick. It was like some sick joke. I had never in my life been so tempted to want to hurt someone than I was at that moment. I hated him, and the worst part was that he didn’t see why I was as upset as I was. He told me that I should be glad that he was honest, that he he didn’t carry on with seeing her behind my back. Thanks for considering my feelings a$$hole! Micah told me that he wasn’t sure about his feelings and asked that I give him the chance to feel both relationships out before deciding where he belonged. Ha! Yea, no problem, go cheat on me with some girl you fell in love with two weeks ago, I’ll be right here waiting for you – NOT!11,493 Comments
This breakup happened to me when I was in grade eleven. I’m now 24 and married, I’m not sure where the guy is.
I had met Brody when I was dating one of his friends, the guy I was dating just wasn’t ready for a relationship and we just stopped going out, neither of us were disappointed. Brody was short and somewhat different looking but his personality and love of life was what attracted me to him. He was always surrounded by friends and doing something fun. Before I had met him I only had a couple friends and loved the idea of having a large group of people that was always around.
Brody and I hit it off immediately and started hanging out as friends shortly after I stopped seeing the other man. We would go for drives and hang out in his garage while him and his friends worked on his car. I would go to all of his hockey and rugby games. It was great. We always seemed to be doing something fun.
A few weeks after we started hanging out he asked me to be his girlfriend, I was ecstatic. We want to all of his dances together and spent everyday hanging out or going to parties. Everything seemed to be perfect until one evening when we went to a beach party. His best friend Jamie got extremely drunk and decided that skinny dipping in front of his friends was the right thing to do. We quickly decided it was time to drive him home. On the drive home Jamie was crying in the back seat because him and his long term girlfriend had broken up a few weeks back and he was rambling on about how much he loved her. Brody and I were silent in the front seat. A few moments passed and Brody said, “You know, I love you a lot.” I was shocked, Brody had a track record of girlfriends but none that he ever said I love you to. I stuttered a reciprocating I love you too but it didn’t sound sincere because I was so shocked. We continued the drive home, dropped Jamie off and then he took me home.
My parents were strict when I was in high school so I wasn’t allowed to stay out past midnight or stay over at a boyfriend’s house.
Over the next few weeks the weather continued to get warmer and we continued to go to parties and have fun but he seemed to be getting distant more and more every time we saw each other. He started to go out without me and make excuses for why I couldn’t come, I was really disappointed because I had began to really love the people we were hanging around with. I should have seen the signs where it was going but I didn’t want it to happen so bad.
The last day I ever saw Brody he was going to his friend’s cottage on a lake about 30 minutes from where we live and said he didn’t have room in his car for me to come but he wished I could have. My parents volunteered to drive me down to the lake so that I could spend the day there. When I arrived I was greeted with all of his friends who were excited to see me and immediately poured me a drink. I asked around where Brody was but no one knew. I was getting the vibe that he didn’t want to see me but I needed to just hear it from him. When I finally found him he was hiding in another friend’s cottage. I tried to confront him but he ran away. I was really surprised. I then noticed him walking on the beach with one of his girl friends, they were talking and suddenly she walked away from him and was coming right towards me. She told me that Brody wanted to break up with me but didn’t want to tell me in person so he asked her to do it. I wasn’t shocked, I was just disappointed because I felt like I was going to lose all the friends I had made by being with him. I was disappointed that I had driven all the way to this lake to see him because he made it seem like he wanted me to be there but had just lied when he said his car was full. I started crying and the girl told me not to bother. I just shook my head and walked away to call my parents and get them to take me home. They had no problem coming to get me. I was so embarrassed that this happen in front of so many people.
After we broke up I never saw Brody again. I got over it soon after realizing I was more attached to the fun lifestyle then the man himself. I never again got to hang out with that crowd of people.2,906 Comments
This is not your typical break up, sob, sob, story, but I feel like telling it.
I worked with this guy for a couple years n the whole time he’s flirting n joking around with me. I never took it seriously as he was such a card. He ends up leaving the job for another but we stay friends. One day I dropped by to see him & look over a few things that were for sale in the shop he worked at. During normal conversation he again flirts with me but this time I can tell he’s dead ass serious. This totally blows my mind as I’d never thought I was in his league & could really see myself having SERIOUS feelings for this guy. Being in a relationship at the time, I backed away, didn’t see or talk to him for over a year. Then I again find myself in the market for the products he sells at the shop, so no longer in a relationship I drop by. He seems excited to see me & even tells me so by text after I leave. He also continues to flirt so I plainly ask why he was barking up my tree. He said same as always so I flirt back, I let him know that I’d rather have him in my life as a friend than not at all & he keeps on, this goes on for months, but we never get together. Finally we have some time alone n talk then when I go to leave he hugs me & kisses me gently on the cheek. Very sweet move as we seemed to be transitioning from just friends to more. We keep talking over the next few months n suddenly he needs back into the industry I’m in & a job. So being a good friend (possibly more), I jump in, get him a job & back into the industry. I was actually his boss at this point but we always worked well together so it wasn’t an issue. This only lasted a few weeks when he pulls me to the side n confides in me he has other more lucrative job offers now. Being his age n needing good benefits when my company offered none, I told him I couldn’t blame him. It was all I could do to get his job back here let alone get him more $ & benefits. My hands were tied so being a good friend again I told him I wasn’t angry just disappointed. His voice cracked as he told me he would be too, as knew that I was disappointed we wouldn’t be seeing or talking to each other much anymore. We talked more about his job offers & which he should take, despite my warnings he took what I considered the less lucrative one. Soon he was texting he had made a mistake but turns out the other company was still interested as I had heard through the grapevine & texted him immediately. Soon he was with the company he wanted & working out of town a lot, making union wages/benefits. I was happy for him but still so heart broken I cried at times. I tried several times to get together with him to no avail for one reason or another so I gave up on it. Then a couple weeks later I get a text asking another favor, so again I jump in & get it taken care of for him only to not be able to get with again! I had actually had $ out of pocket for this favor so I offer up everything/anything to get with him only to get no response time & again. I’m late paying my cell bill cause my $ is tied up in this favor. It’s been two weeks now & I haven’t heard a word. I had to dip into my savings to cover things & still haven’t heard a thing from him. Talk about feeling used. Funny how you can feel so used n never even have an intimate relationship w/ someone.
When I was 15 I met a guy named Armon. He had just moved to my small town and we hit it off instantly. He was one year older than me. We went to the same church and high school. We started dating and everything was fine. Since we were both involved in church there were no conflicts in our opinions about waiting to have sex, or so I thought. It wasn’t as much a religious thing for me as I knew I wasn’t ready. My mom had my oldest brother when she was 17 and I did not want to repeat her mistakes.
A few months after we started dating he started pressuring me to go farther than I wanted to. I always said no and he wouldn’t ask again until a few days later. One Friday he asked if I wanted to go to the mud boggs that Saturday. (Mud boggs are a redneck thing. Small town life) I said I couldn’t because I had a football game Friday and a band competition Saturday. Also, my mom wouldn’t let me stay out past 11pm and I knew how long the boggs ran. I was a good kid and not the kind to sneak around and disobey my parents.
Monday came and Armon was a little distant at school. This continued until church on Wednesday. I knew what was going to happen but I was not going to give him an easy out and break up with him first. After church he called me and was beating around the bush. I told him just to say it. He did, said we should break up that he was young and wanted to date other people. I was fine with it. I never had any delusions that we were meant to be or any of that high school melodrama crap.
The next day at school my friend Elizabeth came up to me and was apologizing and saying “He said he already did it.” I asked what she was talking about. She went on to tell me that at the boggs Saturday Armon told her that he had broken up with me Friday. They hooked up. I didn’t really have any feelings about the whole thing. I was glad my friend was honest with me.
High school went on. We all stayed friends, well, as much as we could be given what happened. Eight years later, he is married with two children now and doing great. I’m still single by choice and loving the single life.2,387 Comments
My first serious boyfriend and I start dating at 16 after being friends for 3 years. We went to the same school but it was a large school of 350 students in our grade and we were involved in different activities. When he asked me out on a date I was very hesitant. I knew I was attracted to him and I knew even at that young of an age( I’m 26 now) that once you cross that line into romantic love there is just no going back to friendship love. Well, I ended up agreeing to go out with him. We both fell hard fast and it got heavy fast. We experienced everything together emotionally & physically. I come from a poorer background and his family was extremely well off. We had been dating a little over a year and a half and I could tell his family was really getting tired of me being over at their house constantly and plus Blake was very hands on and not even slightly trying to hide it ( we were young!!) On top of his parents being well to do they were also deeply religious and didn’t care for my inappropriate jokes and being so mute towards religion. It just kept getting harder and harder senior year. He was prepping for an ivy league school and I was planning on going local community so I could do theater for a year. He was more & more distant due to his studying and one day he took me home and parked at the end of my driveway and proceeded to tell me while about to break down in tears, that he didn’t have time for a girlfriend and we were headed separate ways etc etc
He did this while sitting in his truck and not even looking me directly in the face the entire time which leads me to believe that was his parents doing not his own. I told him I was in love with him, I begged and pleaded for him to stay & he never looked at me and said softly I need to go At this point there were only 7 weeks left of school in which him and I didn’t speak one word to one another. When we graduated he hugged me kissed me on cheek while his mother grimaced in agony and told me that he loved me and always would and wished me luck. It stung. I recently saw him about 3 years ago. He’s married with two kids and has a great job. It sucks though because I’ve never loved anyone as much as I loved him & I never will .