The first one I almost married, but she wanted to get married right out of high school and I wanted to wait, go to college, get a good job, then get married. She broke up with me on Valentines day.
The second time was great, except that she wanted to rub elbows with the snobish elite of San Francisco society. I put more value into a persons worth than thier social status, so because I couldn't provide this for her, she found someone who would.
The third time... I dont know. I guess it ended because I loved myself more than to put up with the emotional abuse that was an everyday occurance.
Last edited by OogieBoogie; 09-26-2007 at 10:40 AM.
Growing older is manditory
Growing up is however, optional
I've been blessed to experience different types of love in my lifetime. 2 times I seriously dated people that I fell into "puppy love" with. Now I have discovered true love, the one and only time, with my soon to be husband. It's a much different, stronger kind of love than the others. It's the kind of love where you realize you can grow old with this person, or that they will make a wonderful father to your children, or that they are going to be there for you even when things are as bad as they can be.