My First Love, Pt. 1

My first love,
and my high school sweetheart.
I remember the first time I laid eyes on him. I was with my best friend, hanging out around night school, just looking him. My comment to her was “I’m gonna have him”. His only flaw seemed to be the fact that he smoked. I don’t do smokers, so not only was I determined to have him, but I was also determined to get him to stop smoking. YES, I was just that vain, lol! I can’t remember if I approached him, or if he approached me, but I remember that a few days later I had a “date” with him. Our first date consisted of him and I walking around the park and sitting on a bench, just talking. The park was only a block away from my house. I didn’t know what was happening, but I knew there was some sort of connection. Two days later, two “dates” later…he asked me to marry him. :-0 Yeah, that’s the honest truth. He, somehow, knew that I was the one for him. I, was only 16 and had no idea if he was my forever. My reaction…I laughed and told him that he was crazy, and I was going to have him checked into Bellevue. Hindsight being 20/20, that may not have been one of my brightest moments in time, but it was a true reaction.
He became my boyfriend.
We had night school on opposite days, but he was there to walk my best friend and I to and from school. If I didn’t meet him after night school on his days, he came to my house. When night school was complete for us, we both got jobs. Again, he rode the train into Brooklyn with me, and came back to pick me up EVERY NIGHT.
He was the only one that knew EVERYTHING about me. And, he “loved” me anyway. At the time, I couldn’t imagine being without him. After a while, I realized he was the one for me. He would be my husband, and I, his wife.
I was never worried about everything. I was protected. If I was in pain, and he couldn’t fix it, would find a way to fix it. He would literally search for a solution. I need him now for that reason. I need to know that everything will be alright. I need him to hold me, walk with me in the park, and find a solution.
What happened with us? Well, as it turns out, when there is dirt to be done, a person will make time. It turns out, even though he was with me 24/7, he had to go home at some point. And, in what I feel is “man” nature, he slept with his neighbor. LOL!!
Shawnte’, do you remember the day I found out? Classic!!
New Year’s Eve, right?
My best friend, Shawnte’ and I went over to his to celebrate. We didn’t want to be around a huge crowd, so we went to his house for Chinese food, and drinks while watching the ball drop. He left to go get more drinks from the store. Shawnte’ and I relaxed on the couch, and continued to make a great attempt to get drunk. He came back upset. I was tipsy, not drunk, and very much in my right mind. I asked what was wrong. He claimed nothing at first. Of course I didn’t believe him, so I asked again. He told me that he ran into ole’ girl, and she claimed she was pregnant. So what I said…he said she claimed it was his baby. WHAT?!?!
Me being the shit popper that I am, I proceeded to put my shoes on, with my ride or die chick beside me, because somebody was getting their ass beat that night.
He stopped me, and assured me that she was lying. Nothing ever happened between them. Well, that was 11 or 12 years ago. Oh, and guess what…YUP! The little girl was his.
I’m not going to lie, I still loved him, but he hurt me so deeply. I moved on, and he moved…he joined the Airforce.

To be continued...