When I was eighteen years old when I met a girl that was going to be the love of my life. I don't know what it was, but she was the one. Her name was Theresa. She had long blond hair and a gorgeous smile. I met her at work. It took three months for me to work up the courage to ask her out on a date, but she quickly said yes. I figured I was in love. She was over at my apartment all the time. If we weren't there, we were at her house. Her parents loved me, and I loved them too. They were the parents I wished I had. On April 10 (Her birthday) 1998, I asked her to marry me and she said yes. By this time we had been together for four years and unfortunately her Father passed away. Maybe that's something that drew us closer together. By this time, I had lost everyone. My Mother died and my Father had,,,,,,well fuck him. I was able to be her rock.
The wedding date was set for December 11th 1999. It was great. I was 23 years old and dancing with the love of my life. It was a wonderful night. But somehow things went south from there. In retrospect, maybe I married too soon. My maturity level may not have been there. Maybe I was never in love to begin with. But what did I know? It wasn't hostile, or fighting all the time. It just seemed like we were two buddys that fucked every once in awhile. She went out with her friends, and I went out with mine. One day I came home from work and she says to me' "We have to talk." You know that's never good. She proceeded to tell me that she loved me, but not in THAT WAY. I of course being all man told her, "Yeah you're right. I feel the same way and maybe it's best if we don't waste our time staying married."
It was Summer of 2002 and I remember hugging each other. I then gave her a kiss on the cheek and left. As I walked to my car a cried uncontrollably. It was only the second time in my so-called manhood that I felt such heartache. I remember spending a lot of time with friends during my divorce. Of course everything was fine on the surface. I just shrugged everything off as whatever. I mean really, there's tons of fish in the sea?
But inside, it sucked. I was just rejected by the love(?) of my life. But my buddys took me out all the time and it was awesome(?).