My boyfriend and I first communicated through the latest technology which was messages through mobile phones. It was a few months talking on the phone that we finally decided to meet. We were both pretty nervous and I almost ran away. Then the rest was history. He was not exactly the kind of guy I would date but at the age of eighteen, he was the first boyfriend I had in life. Therefore, I was grateful that someone would actually love me for who I am. He loved me for all the things that I am, loved me more than any guy I have known in my entire life. We had a very great relationship at first, and then we started having disagreements. It continued a few months later. I was always angry at him for not always making the calls. Calls were a big part in our relationship, this was due to the fact that we live far apart and hardly have the chance to meet. Soon the calls that used to connect us were not as frequent as before we were a couple. I started rethinking about our relationship which somehow had lost its shine. There was nothing wrong with him, my boyfriend. He was a wonderful, sweet and loving guy, but the problem lay in me. I could not lie to my heart, that deep down I knew he was not the one, the one guy that I can never really love with all my heart. Knowing that was the real problem, I knew the only solution was to let him go. My heart ached remembering the times and memories that both of us shared. He was my first boyfriend and the only guy bestfriend I ever had. We both cried when I ended our relationship. My heart broke knowing well that I have hurt him deeply. It hurt me too especially when he begged me to reconsider my decision. But I remained firm with my decision till today though I know that after almost three years, he still loves me. We are now good friends. He remained single and I still have not met “the one” but I’m sure someday I will. Who knows it was actually him that I was waiting for.
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