I’m dating a guy I’ve known all my life. He is my first real boyfriend, ever. We’ve been together three years and I love him. A year into our relationship I moved away to North Carolina. I asked him what he wanted to do, and he said “I’ll wait for you”. So here I’ve been for two years, I’m a junior in high school. I know for a fact that he is fucking every girl in town back home, but I’ll never break up with him because I’m afraid to at this point. I’m so fucking scared that no one else will ever love me. I’ll probably marry him one day and he’ll push me around and I’ll never know love. But I’ll never say anything because I can’t do it. He was never any good for me, and I knew it. I could never say no to him, and he knew it. He took my innocence in the eighth grade and now, in the eleventh, my life no longer belongs to me. All he’s ever done is hurt hurt hurt me. I don’t even think he knows.
And I just can’t say why, but I can’t say goodbye.
