The summer before my last year of college I met this guy, I should say re-met this guy. We actually knew each other previously but were never connected. Different cities, different schools, but same world. He was an athlete and I was the girl who kept the stats during the games. I never approached him because contrary to what others might think, in my high school days I was laid back. You had to approach me to get to know me. There was no way I was coming up to you to introduce myself.
But anyway.....
So it was a summer night in July at a party in Montclair. He approached me and said those words every girl wants to hear, "I remember you." Now I haven't seen him since high school, so going on 8 years and you remember me?
Hey Boo!
We chatted and reminisced about our high school days. I told him I was shocked he remembered me and he of course said how could he forget? Owwwwwwwww
Anyway, when the night ended we exchanged numbers and went our separate ways. I could not wait for him to call, I literally waited for him to call. Did he? Of course he did, the same damn night! We sat on the phone until the sun came up just talking about any and everything. We made plans to go out the next day and pretty much everyday after that for the rest of the summer.
EVERY DAMN DAY. Dinner, basketball, the mall, going to the movies. We just wanted to be together all the time. I thought I was going to marry him. Seriously, after 30 days of non stop bliss I thought this was it, he's the one. Yeah 30 days in the summer. No one cuffs in the summer. LOL This was real love.
After the best summer ever we both went back to college in September, I commuted and he lived on campus out of state. We had all these plans to visit each other and call each other and continue the bliss.
He cheated in the first 30 days being apart. Oh you thought this story was going to continue in bliss? Nah, no fairytale ending here.
But I will say this summer love was one of the best times of my life. To be young again and have the time to cuddle and be with each other, attached at the hip. No real responsibilities, living in your own world where nothing else mattered as long as you were together. Seriously like who remembers the days of spending so much time with someone that your breathing patterns matched? Sometimes you have to be reminded how awesome love is. Oh just me? That's fine.
But oh well.
#dearSummerLove let's do that again after work and before 10pm though....