So, I have been kinda depressed lately. Why? I have NO idea. I'm tired,
and stressed out, and pathetically lonely. Today, while doing laundry, I
found a box. A box I put away over a year ago, and one that made me
think.
From the beginning.
February 2007, I became friends
with a boy. When I became friends with him, I did not know that he was
going to become my best friend, and I also did not know that I would
fall in love with him. (hopefully he doesn't get mad over this post, but
this is my THERAPY. I need to share my story. ) His name is Mario
Rodriguez, and he now lives in Florida. We had been together for almost 5
years when we broke up last year.
The phrase, "I would die without
my true love", is almost true. I felt like I was going to die! But I
didn't, Thank the Heavens!
Anyways, it has been a year since we have broken up. And so, the anniversary of our "brokenupness", this is a thanks to him.
I
want to thank you Mario, because you have saved my life countless
times. You helped me see what life is worth living for. You helped me
gain a strong testimony of the gospel, one that I still have today.
Thanks for sharing the love of all things Disney with me. For keeping my
secrets, and telling me yours. For loving me everyday of the year, even
when I did not. For being there for me even though I took you for
granted.
More importantly, I want to thank you for helping me realize
what love is, what love feels like. You helped me realize that I am
capable to love, and the next time I fall in love, I promise you I will
not take it for granted. You will always be my number one best friend,
and I will always love you.
P.S.
Sorry if any of these pictures embarrass you.