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This should be interesting assuming people are somewhat honest. I'm sure we all have something funny/stupid/crazy we've done whilst in love, or for someone we were in love with.
When I was 22 I met this girl on the net that lived north of me, she was 18 about to turn 19. We met on the internet and hooked up a few weeks later. I can't really explain why, but I swear I was really truly in love with her from the minute I started talking to her, just something about our two personalities clicked. I mean, talking to her, I felt like I connected with another person, REALLY connected, for the first time in my life. For over a year we were completely inseperable, I mean we talked several times a day, saw each other every chance etc. It was the first time I was happy, she meant everything to me.
About a month before she turned 20 her parents divorced and her mom decided to move back to south dakota, where they were originally from. For whatever reason christina decided to move back with her, and I really didn't think anything of it. I was going to move out there in 6 months when I had enough money saved and get an apartment, she would finish college etc and that was it. That was what we talked about, what we agreed on. Well, she moved back and for a while everything was cool, then she started getting a bit distant when we talked, and a girl who used to have mainly girlfriends was suddenly hanging out with guys most of the time I talked to her. This continued and long story short at some point she was always with one guy in particular, and I got a really bad feeling she was seeing him. I went crazy for a while, emailing her calling texting etc trying to figure out what was going on, but she always assured me nothing was going on, don't worry she loved me etc. and finally I came to a conclusion-our relationship, or what was left of it, was falling apart because we were so far apart. I had to do something, but I didn't quite have enough cash saved to move, so I did something I'll never forget-I drove to south dakota to see her.
Took me about 31 hours or so driving straight through no stopping, once in a while I would rest my eyes for a few at a rest stop but then back to driving. When I got there I called her and told her I was in a hotel just inside town she was like WHAT THE FUCK you DROVE here by yourself??? She fucking hit the pavement while on the phone with me, I actually heard her hit the ground. She was in shock literally that I would do such a thing, I had in my foolish mind assumed she would see it as romantic and realize that I truly loved her.
That's not exactly how it worked out. I spent 3 days in hell, south dakota fucking sucks and the guy she was hanging out with she was in fact together with. In 3 days I saw her for about 4 hours, I remember driving in on a friday, having skipped sleeping thursday so I could get in early and take her out to dinner friday night. Well I spent friday night sitting on the edge of a motel 6 bed holding a dozen roses in my hand while she gave me excuse after excuse why she couldn't see me. She later told me she was out with her bf at a party or something to that effect. I spent the rest of the time either sitting alone in the motel talking to friends on the phone, at the movies ( I saw finding nemo there, to this day I cringe when anyone mentions it). Everywhere I went people would see me, then see my LICENSE PLATE and be like HOLY SHIT! All in all south dakotians are pretty friendly, though they sound a lot like canadians.
I thought it was really fucked that she didn't see me the whole time I was in town, but she basically held it against me for driving out there without telling her, and thus it wasn't her fault she couldn't free up more than 4 hours of her time to see me. I left monday morning, and the drive home I'll never forget, I don't think you can imagine something worse than driving across the country alone with your thoughts after a girl you wanted to be with for the rest of your life breaks your heart. Ironically enough, in the middle of nebraska there was a huge thunderstorm, and I was getting pretty upset, so I drove into a rest stop and just spun around in the rain in my car, as fast as I could. Sounds retarded but I was so fucking pent up, I wanted to punch something I was just mad and upset to a point I didn't think I could reach. Then I got back on the highway, and I almsot couldn't go, I had about 25 hours or so of driving ahead that I did NOT want to do, it was hard it really was. It's funny, I was able to drive there with no sleep because I was so excited, so nervous about what was going to happen, the time just flew by. On the way back, it was a mix of anger and just pure emotion that got me home. I made it back in 35 hours btw.
In retrospect I was foolish to think I could marry a girl when we were both so young, but what can you do? Love is a motherfucker, I wasn't thinking clearly and did some stupid shit, but you know honestly for a lot of reasons I don't regret what I did. I got to see the country, I finally got closesure after she toyed with me and lied to me for months, and I proved that I had been honest with myself about how I felt about her, what I said she meant to me. I always said she meant everything, and she did. Problem was, she didn't feel the same about me.