the rage against him.

It started out three years ago on a walk. It was dark and the stars were out to guide us. He took my hand looked in my eyes and asked if i would be his girl. Of course i said yes, and things were amazing for 7 months, when we became so attached to each other we didn't have lives. I decided we needed to both have our own lives again, after all we were still young. He thought i meant it was over forever, and we were both depressed that summer. The next year, he told me he still loved me and was never really over me and he was sorry for everything, and so we dated again. This time for a few months, when he became so attached he said he couldn't live without me which of course scared me to death. This time I told him he needed to make friends which enraged him, and he accused me of cheating on him, so to get back to me he went with tons of girls that summer. His brother txted me that he wasn't home yet later that night, and he was by himself at the river. He said he had never seen his brother this depressed and it scared him. I of course tried to help, but i cant be his keeper any longer. He was suicidal, and blamed it on me. I talked to him for forever, but he just wouldn't listen. Ahhhhhhhh! It stresses me out, so much. Now, we are friends, that will never forget there first love, i have matured, and he hasn't he still will go up to girls and hold them tight when i come around so i get jealous. Sadly it works, i am slowly getting over him, and i know i'm stupid for not letting him go after 3 long years. The thing is he tells me the reason he goes with the little whores is to make me jealous. I won't lower my standards to please him though. ill just blog about it.