I was talking to my good friend, Dave and he told me to write about him. I Never have anything in particular to say.. and our story (at least to us) is quite interesting. So I'll give it a go.
My story with Dave began my sophomore year of high school. But before my story with him I must mention my story with my first "real" boyfriend, Scott. Scott and I dated for some time.. before we dated he dated Jackie. While Scott and I dated, Dave dated Jackie. Well, as most high school relationships go.. Dave and Jackie broke up as did Scott and I. (short version of the Scott story)
After Scott and I broke up I was heartbroken, devastated, never thought I would find a "love" like we had again (please). Until Dave sent me an instant message. I didn't really know Dave. We went to small high school.. so I knew of him. But, he was a Senior so our paths seldom crossed. Dave asked me to go to a movie with him and his brother and I accepted (on our way to the movie theater, his brother asked me "If you had to eat a baby, would you want it to be warm or frozen?"... awkward). Sooo we went to the movies. Then we hung out at his house, some time passed.. and we started dating (Then Scott and Jackie got back together.. basically, we swapped. It was a running joke in high school).
We fell in love (This was our song). We had fun together, we rarely fought (mostly because he would smile at me every time I was mad.. which would in turn make me laugh.. ending any argument we were having) and we were happy.
The summer before my junior year of high school Dave got ready to move to Florida for college. We were bound and determined to make our relationship last. The night before he left we said our tearful goodbyes and parted ways.. not sure when we would be able to see each other again. Sorry to say, we didn't last. Not long after I started school again.. I couldn't take the distance. We started fighting, I missed him and it wasn't going to be very possible for us to see each other very often. So.. .I broke up with him. I was young. I was torn and I couldn't understand why I was with someone I only had phone conversations with. I still had two more years of school left.. while he was starting his adult life on his own. In the mean time I was still concerned about homecoming, gossip, who was dating who, and graduation. I had a lot of growing up to do.
Some time passed. Dave and I started talking.. and he moved back to New York to be with me. As soon as he moved back, I got confused. I had (to a certain extent) moved on. He got his own apartment in town.. and stayed for a little while. Waited for me. I just couldn't make up my mind. He eventually moved back to Florida.. and we went our separate ways and didn't talk to each other much at all. We had always stayed on good terms with one another.
Recently, when pIah and I broke up and I was allowed to talk to people of the opposite sex, Dave and I stated talking again. I talk to him about once a day.. usually more. There is never a dull moment. The best thing about him is: he thinks I'm funny (can't go wrong there) and he doesn't argue with me when I say I'm right.
Dave is a one of a kind person. He's honest, dependable, sweet, caring.. I could go on... buuut that would inflate his ego and I can't go doing that. He can make me laugh when I'm in the worst of moods.. He actually came and picked me up when I was in my first car accident. After I called my mom, I called him.. I'm not sure why I called him... but I did. He took me home.. drank all of my moms wine.. and hung out with me for the majority of the night. He flew to Rochester two winters ago for a night to see me... annd he's gonna be coming to KY to see me soon!!! (if he doesn't, I'll kill him).
I don't know that I will ever meet another person like Dave. I don't know that another person will ever know or love me the way Dave does. That's why we are getting married someday and moving to Oklahoma! I know our story is far from over. I still have a ton of drama to happen in my lifetime! he needs to be there for me!! and I couldn't imagine life without him. He's very close to my heart and I would never give the memories I have had with him for anything.
So, that is Dave and Belle, in a nut shell. A very small nut shell.
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