The mall, a simi-dreaded place
// December 12th, 2009 // No Comments » // Life, Love Version 1, Memories, Stress
I find myself standing in the mall again. Pondering my past all over again. My mind settling on our last anniversary. As I start wondering past stores, I pass all the ones she enjoyed. Bed Bath and Beyond, hot topic, Kay’s, Claire’s… With each store I pass, I begin to feel worse and worse as memories come flooding back, both the good and the bad… I suppose in a way it was the beginning of the end, I just didn’t know it at the time.
At the time I thought it was a great idea that would help hold us together, but as my gift to her, I gave her $250 in a gift card and $50 in cash. No one knew what I got her except her mom and I never planed on letting on. I know that my family would go nuts about that. I still feel that my heart was in the right place, just not at the right time so to speak…
To this day I still wish I would have given in sooner than I did. I kept trying to hold our relationship together with everything I could while she let it fall apart. It was that night I began to realize there was no hope. I was young and stupid (now I’m just young) and I had it in my head that you can make the first relationship last no matter what. My mom and dad where high school sweethearts and I know a few people that are still together from freshmen year till now which is about 5 years. But this night, like all the rest, was planned out by me. As it happened that weekend was the Riley county fair in Manhattan. I thought, ok, go out to a fancy dinner (another stupid move on my part, but I do recommend Harry’s in Manhattan), hit the fair for the rest of the evening, and the mall for a bit. Well we got to eat but just after we got to the fair it started to storm so we spent the evening wondering around the mall. As I watched her spend her money all on one store. Then I gave her the $50 and she spent it somewhere else. All I got was a thank you and a hug, not so much as a kiss… That’s when I realized we were on the slippery downward run. Not more than a week later we broke up over the phone after 2 years. It was a Wed and I had work the next day. I called her several times and she told me she wanted to see me but she couldn’t make time. She was at a friends house and didn’t want to leave even though she wanted to see me and we had no idea when I’d have time to see her again. I finally snapped, I was through making time for her, rearranging my stuff, when she never did.
Through out that 2 year span we had some good times, I remember my/our first kiss, the first fair ride I ever rode thanks to her, the first time I threw up because of a fair ride thanks to her. Even though I ended up getting her a pair of ear rings, necklace and heart pendent, a new necklace, a promise ring (I did get that back and it’s sitting on my shelf as a reminder), and $300 in cash. Depending on my mood I’ll hate myself for spending that much on her and days I’ll look back fondly on the memories that came from them. Hard to believe it all came down to one phone call… Oh and did I mention she had a new boyfriend with the same first name as me within two days of breaking up with me?
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