Broken Luck

Until the age of 8 I did not understand what love was. When I was 8 I saw somone, I met them to learn about them. I got to know them, her name was Hannah. After years of being her friend I fell for her, granted I was only 8. I fell as hard as any 8 year old could fall. Then my parents told me we were going to move. I was depressed for weeks but as little kids often do I bounced right back to my feet. After a while I decided to move on, and I did. immediatly afterwards I fell for a girl named joy. Joy and I got along great, then she moved. By the time she had moved we had been dating for weeks. After she moved we stayed together ,long distance style, for a grand total of three years. My heart was stretched to my limit so was hers, so we split. Because it was a mutual split I wasnt sad about it so I got out into the dating world, but I didnt really love any of them.

 I later decided I dated them all to fill a gap that will never fully be filled ( or so I thought ). Later I found somone I really did love her name was Brittanny. She started to fall for me as well, so we dated. We dated for a week at first, then a year later for a few weeks. Then we got back together for 6 months. By then I had long since been told we were going to move agian, back to our old home. I didnt belive this. But sure enough it happened and we moved. If you arent keeping track this is the third time I have fallen for someone and them me, and then one of us move. So obviously my heart was strained to the point of no return. I was determined not to fall agian because my luck had obviously been broken. Then in my new school I was trying to intigrate but not get any girl to like me to much and vise versa. This plan was broken imidetly when she came to my locker. Her friend wanted to introduce us, then for some reason we started to insult eachother. Right then and there I fell harder than ever before. Insults sparking love is somthing not everybody thinks of as normal, but to me it makes all the sense in the world. Her name was Alexandria. She told me to call her Alex. Throughout the following days it became more and more evident that she had fallen for me as well. So one day I worked up the guts  to ask her to be mine, she accepted.

So far my luck is no longer broken. No longer is there a gap in my heart.

She loves me and I love her, this is how life should be.