Do you guys remember high school love? What it felt like? How it made everything seem a little brighter (and then horrible)? Because I do. I can remember everything about high school love. Just thinking about the sheer simplicity of the whole thing makes me long for those good old days...for about 7.2 seconds. I don't know, maybe it's just me, but I kind of wish that all love had the same feeling as high school love. But then again, I've been drinking.
I can remember my first love like it was yesterday (and most of my friends probably can too since I've talked about it at length over the last 8 years). We both were swept up in it so fast that we were saying I Love You before we had celebrated our 1 month anniversary. Days just seemed brighter when we were around each other. Songs sounded sweeter. It was like life had become a raw nerve; every feeling and experience was intensified tenfold. But as we all know, that is a double edged sword. When the breakup finally does come, it sends a shockwave through your entire life. No matter how young and naive we may have been when it happened, that heartbreak still leaves it's mark. The best way I can describe it is to think about your life in reference to September 11th, 2001. When we think of that they, we see the split in lives. We see that moment as how life was before it, and how life has been forever changed afterward. Yes, high school love is like a terrorist attack.
I could speak to any single one of my friends and they would tell me about how they cringe when they think back to that time. The shit that we put ourselves through in the name of what we believed to be our true love. The things that we said or did, feeling that they were just as poetic and romantic as all of those movies we watched while curled up on the couch in our parents basement. The pain we felt. The pain we caused. All of the regret. Most of them/us can look back and picture exactly how our lives would've unfolded had we stuck with our high school loves. And when we do, most of us don't like what we see. I take that to mean something. I think it means that going through all of that, being fools in love, believing that the world was ending because a relationship built off of hand holding and seeing movies ended, "reinventing" ourselves once we finally stopped crying into our pillows, we became better people (in the long run. Plenty of us were still little shits years after). All of that innocent, uncomplicated love, and devastating heartbreak molded us into the people we are today. And isn't that a great thing? Does anyone here really wish that they were the same person they were in high school? If the me of today had ever met the me of my high school years, I'd have kicked my ass, told myself to love some weight, and stop being such a little bitch. But since I don't have a TARDIS that show down will never actually happen. So the way I see it, we should all take a second to think back on this simpler times and be nothing but thankful.
But like I said, I've been drinking....
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