I know I never do much blogs or anything except for reading. But today for some reason I would like to tell you about my past. You don't need to even read this. So here it is...

 

Two years ago I loved yes loved a guy. I was head over heels. On an Aprils day I was sitting down with some friends of mine a he came up to me. He then asked if he could talk to me by myself when we were alone he asked me out. Shocked I replied yes a few seconds later. Later that week a kid in class ran up to me and told me that the guy who I was dating was only dating me as a joke. I almost broke out into tears. I slowly made it across the room I saw him flirting with an ex friend of mine giggling I came up behind him I heard her say that it was going to be oh so funny when he broke up with me. I tapped his shoulder he turned and his smirk fell off his face. I told that he was a bastard and a coward for not doing the right thing then I yelled at him "I loved you!"  and I began to cry then I ran away. He ran after me and grabbed my arm pulling my face to look at him he turned and told me that over the time we dated he regretted everything. I whipped my hand out of his then I said these words before I left standing there alone in the hallroom "let's break up"

 

A year later he asked me out again I rejected him now me and him no longer talk. This is the truth now I am scared to date worried it might happen again. Every time a guy asks me out I freak out. I have tried my best to forget hopefully I will get over it sooner then later also turns out right after me and him broke he tried to date my ex best friend but then broke up with her when he saw her with a boy necking it. So this is my past sorry to make you read a stupid love story of my past. :)