The Diary Of A RivitHead: Love [p2]

So you've probably read the first part of this, if not I'd advise you too.

I've always been someone who easily falls in love. I've been in situations with people who I felt no attraction towards until I started to hang around them more frequently. The type of people when you see them at first you can hardly think of associating with them, and then the next thing you know you find your self strangely attracted to them.

The Dancer:
She was about the hight of the normal girls I date. We would hang out day after day and watch the sunset (cheesy, but it was at job corp, not much to do there). The thing that made her different was the age. she was 5 years older then me. At 23 she would be the oldest girl I've yet to date. But I wont start this off with us dating. No, we where friends at first. Pretty good ones, like I said, we'd hang out daily, had our own little routines together. Everyone thought we where either related (our hair was a lot alike, dark brown, curly, full) or dating. More and more people pressed the issue of us dating, and I started to consider it. We knew each other so well that it seemed as if it was already a given. so one day I just kissed her.

She helped me over come a lot of problems I had at job corp, mostly my depression (along with medication). During this point of my life it was definitely one of the most sexual relationships I've been in. I learned a lot from it. I trusted her, which help a lot. She could tell me something and I wouldn't question. I didn't feel a need to, I knew she wouldn't lie. She came from such a broken relationship before and I figured it would have put us in the same place when it came to the relationship. As the relationship went on and on I started liking her even more. The one problem I had was that she would say this (referring to the relationship) was a job corp thing, and the likelihood of us being together after.. it probably wasn't going to happy. Her telling me this always confused the shit out of me because she'd always tell me she loved me.

Then it happened, it was winter break and she went home as did I, her going to Oregon, and me to Seattle. We didn't stay in touch that often, I had to go to arlington and I didn't have a phone signal there. near the end of our winter break she told me she slept with an ex girlfriend. I wasn't to hurt about it, in fact it didn't really bother me all that much. She seemed a little upset about it though.

Eventually we both met up at job corp I could tell something was different about her.. she ended up confessing that she not only slept with one person, but three, and made out with an abundance of others. That bothered me, but not enough to say anything... well, I just held it in. I guess it bothered me because she said it like it wouldn't mater to me. it seemed as if she was ignoring my presence and talking to everyone around me. She'd ask to hang out then end up not really talking to me. this went on for a week until I mentioned about how her winter break bothered me. She made it seem as if I did something wrong. and to sum up the last few months of our relationship there was a lot of arguing and it ended terribly.

But whatever.. it wasn't going to last anyways. So much for the trust shit.
-As of now I think she's in college or something living with some guy, I don't care enough to get detail.

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So looking at the length of this post, I'm gonna end it here.