I first met Jerry Alan in kindergarten where I made fun of him for always drooling on his napping mat. I didn’t seem him much during the rest of elementary school or middle school. In high school I was best friends with Samantha. About five years ago her mother married Jerry Alan’s father. I started to accept Samantha’s family as my own since I didn’t have much of one. So naturally after spending Christmas and Thanksgiving with them countless times I thought of Jerry Alan as my own brother. That on top of always remembering him as being the dorky kid who drooled on his mat didn’t really promote me seeing him in a sexual away. All of a sudden one day Jerry Alan decided to start texting me on a daily basis. He fell for me fast, while I wasn’t a relationship kind of person. I still wanted to experience college. He wasn’t pushy but he still talked to me everyday. My feelings grew for him with our daily conversations. I came to a sudden realization just how much I had fallen for him when he went for dessert trailing and I couldn’t talk to him every day like I had become accustomed. That old saying, “you don’t know what you got until its gone.” When he finished with training I was ecstatic and we attended the birthday ball together. He had been telling me he loved me for months and I always just said “Thank you.” That night I said, “I love you too.” and our love story began. I’ve never been so happy in my life.
(They day he left)