I suspected that this would be the more popular read from my previous Like Like stories.
Since being in a relationship with Jared, I very rarely speak of anything other then seriousness between us. Only a handful of people get to know how sweet he actually is. Girls ask me all the time questions, at first I thought were weird. “Where did he take you?” “Did he buy you this?” “He wrote you a letter, what did it say?” At first I thought they were too personal of questions and it was weird they’d want to know. I later found out, that’s what girls talk about. I was the abnormal one in conversations. I don’t understand why you girls what to know so badly but here are the things you want to know.
I was told I’d never find a good guy growing up, I believed those voices. My ultimate goal from these posts is not to make you jealous or boast about my gentlefriend. My goal is for you to see that there are great guys out there. You deserve to be treated well. You are worth more then what you think you are. You are valuable and you should be taken care of like so. I just so happen to have a perfect example for you..
I didn’t grow up dreaming about my grown up life, so when the time came around I think I was surprised at how it was turning out. I have a very dry monotone voice that doesn’t portray many emotions. The funny thing is I have a lot of emotions, you just can’t tell from my blank stare sometimes. My mom, on the other hand knows that I have a lot of emotions. She knows this because a lot of times I’ll call her from a closet or bathroom crying to her. When Jared first came around I cried a lot. This is actually sad to say because I love being with Jared now. I cried because I knew if I got into a relationship I’d probably end up married and I didn’t want to be married. Jared wasn’t in my plan and I thought at some point he’d just go away, ha!
What the real “aw” story is, before I came to my senses and started to call Jared my gentlefriend we were just two people who would hang out some times. I use to not talk to my mom a whole lot because I had a minute phone so when an opportunity came to call her, I’d take it. I left Jared in the kitchen and I went into my room. Of course we started talking about things that made me cry. I tried to hide it after I got off the phone with her. When I knew Jared knew that I was upset I just apologized and told him I was sorry if the situation was uncomfortable. All Jared had to say was, “There’s no need for an apology, the same heart that breaks when you weep is the same heart that I know is destined for greatness in that brokenness.”