Is There A Chance Our Phone Love?

The Story

Hello! I'm a confused 18-year-old girl. The story I want to share bothers me every day. People say that over time, one does not regret the things he did, but the things he did not. Well, they were obviously right. First I will tell you briefly about myself. I've always had problems communicating and that's why I haven't had a boyfriend until now. All my friends went through their love stories, had relationships, had sex, while I isolated myself from these things and found solace in books and movies. I found their relationships too cinematic and told them they lived in a fictional world, until one day it happened to me. Last year, when I was in 10th grade, we had classes with another class and that's how I met a boy. The strange thing was that it wasn't until the end of the year that I found out about his existence, because he was in the back row, he hardly spoke and I never paid attention to him. It's just that at the end of the year we had an important test on a subject I wasn't good at, but I found out from other people that he was good, so I went to him and asked him to help me, we exchanged Facebooks and that's how it started. everything.

In the beginning we started writing about common things, but later we started to share and get to know each other. Just to add that I was in the village all summer and there was no way to see him, and in the beginning I did not take things seriously. I have always considered relationships started online and based on just one chat to be cinematic and frivolous. But that's exactly what happened to me. I started to get involved in writing with him, we always wrote to each other until dawn all summer, I spent about 7-8 hours just writing with him. The main reason why it all started, is because I saw that he is like me, has similar problems, can not fit into the situation. Later it turned out that way, he shared a lot with me, I realized that there are problems in the family and that's why he is so withdrawn and uncommunicative, he has experienced betrayals from his closest friends, things like mine in general. Somehow I wanted to help him open up to the world, I wanted to introduce him to many new things, I wanted to play the role of a savior. But here comes the problem. I became so engrossed in it that I finally realized that he had an unrealistic idea of ​​me. Don't get me wrong, I'm a literate person, I'm interested in many things, but I had the feeling that he thought of me as ideal, as self-confident, as omniscient. And imagine what would happen if we met and realized that I was not the idealized image he was thinking of, that I am insecure and timid just like him.

I had the feeling that after everything we shared, there would simply be nothing to say in the end. I got scared and finally told him that I wanted to stop writing, that it affected both of us badly, that we should all follow our goals, not waste our time in cyberspace. He took it very seriously, but agreed. It's been a few months since it's over, but I'm very angry with myself. It's just that if things had turned out differently, if we had transferred this connection of ours into real life in the beginning and everyone had drawn conclusions about the other, there really was a high probability that things would work out. He would have a real idea of ​​me, not like I was struggling now to reach the perfect image he thought I was. I'm really angry, because we wasted our chance at a potential relationship. Sometimes I see him at school, but when he sees me, he starts running, which makes me even sicker. I must have hurt him a lot, I knew he felt alone and had no one else to share with, but I decided to end it anyway. For several days I have been wondering if I should write to him and ask him how he is, at least to find out what is going on in his life. Dear readers, the story may seem like a movie, but believe me and I did not believe it would happen to me. Now I ask you for advice, do you think there is a chance to get something between us? Will I be disappointed if I try to convey this in real life? I just think that if I see you I'll fuck everything up, and I'm most afraid if it happens that I have nothing to say out of shame. I recently published one of my poems here in literature and prose,,, Wrong chronology ”, which is dedicated to him and describes our telephone love well. The other thing that worries me is his reaction. If I write to him, I don't know how he will react, because when I see him at school he runs away or tries to avoid me in every possible way. How do you explain his behavior? I will be happy if you share your tips or stories.

Last Updated
September 29, 2020
Author:
buschebba

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