So I just got a facebook group invite to our HS Reunion in 2 years. Ours is coming up in less than a couple of years. I'm hoping we just do it a year early & get this bitch over with. My ex girl also joined the group & I am feeling very nostalgic right now. I have not seen her in person all but one time since summer of 06. I was a bad boyfriend; I was high & missed her birthday twice in a row, spat in her face once when arguing drunk at a club, and constantly griped anger (she broke her own arm fighting me) when guys would hit on her and she blames me for her overdose one time when I wasn't even with her, she had to be taken to the hospital and she never forgave me for her own problem. We had problems to say the least. But the thing is we are each others links to the past. We've known each other since kindergarten and was even best friends in the early elementary school days.
Once we split, I left countless calls, wrote letters, sent emails and texts for a whole year and she basically took off the face of the Earth. After she OD'd she stopped returning my calls and wouldn't even tell me how she was doing. I felt bad but she had the guts to put the guilt on me when there were many times I even argued with her telling her she was a lightweight drunk & needed to tone it down. so she moved to a different building, then I heard she had moved again, but when I asked all her friends they all gave me different answers in regards of where she was living. I don't think facebook was around at the time, or I wasn't aware of it back then. Thank god that shit's around now.
I was miserable everyday for years. She was the perfect medicine for me and everything we said clicked and resignated in each other. Anyways, a few years ago she called me up to say hi and told me how she had improved her life and was all about sobriety. It was annoying because that was the same time Recovery came out and I didn't believe she'd hold up. That's one of the reasons I couldn't stand Recovery. But whatever good for her. I tried to commiserate with her but she didn't even want to go that route, she was speaking like a million miles an hour. She was annoying as shit because when I asked if I could see her, she made up all kinds of lame BS excuses like the fact she was too busy, had to spend time with her mom, volunteer work, grad school, blah blah blah blah. Then she told me that she wasn't married or seeing anyone and that if she ever married someone it would have been me. She basically told me I'm the one. It's all just hard to get type BS. She's giving me signs she wants me to do something romantic and surprising. Why'd she call me to tell me how much better off she was now than then if she didn't want to see me? Is there any sense in that? See this is what i don't understand about girls. She's not even a woman. She still needs to grow up.
I even found her on facebook and she never accepted my friend request. She hides all her shit too.
I decided that I was over her. But not completely. She's been back on my mind the last year though. And even though it's still a couple of years away, I'm gonna surprise her if she shows up at class reunion. I'm better too, I don't drink much or smoke weed anymore hardly ever, I've matured. And I have no anger. So I'm not even gonna go there trying to impress her. I don't even give a shit, that's the vibe I have to bring. But a part of me is going to have to make some kind of bold move or I won't be able to live with myself for a long time. This could be my chance.
Remember how I said I always listen to 'Beautiful Pain?' It's like I'm sad, but still think I deserve her. She's a spoiled brat who thinks that everything is supposed to just happen on its own. We are losing valuable years, she's wasted her sweet ass time trying to run from me. I believe we are soul mates and I'm ready to commit. She's gonna wake up 30 one day and realize how alone she is and how spoiled she was, just trying to play games and take the high road. But everything she put herself through was her own fault. I wasn't perfect, but I worked at our relationship everyday. And after all our turmoil, HEY, I'm Stronger THAN I WASSSS