"I just want to be friends......but I think you're really pretty."
"I probably shouldn't have kissed you. I'm moving to Belgium in 3 weeks."
"No matter what happens between us, last night was not a NCMO."
"Why are you confused about this? Well....I guess I did cuddle with you. But I'm just a cuddly guy."
"You go first." "Okay, I'm still in love with you." "Well, I'm not."
"After many months of thought, I've decided to end our relationship."
"I only made out with her for practice."
I could go on and on with lines like these that have been permanently burned into my memory.
At first, they sting. I always have that moment where I blame myself for everything crashing and burning, but that wasn't always true. And then I'd cry and cry and just wish things could go back to before he had to say that.
That's my love life thus far, folks. There's definitely been sweet moments like when I got a call while I was in California with the song "Come On, Get Higher" playing on the other end or the candlelight dinner planned on the shore of a lake for me. And then awkward moments like when I was forced to drink coffee on a date or taken to the temple on a first date.
And all this gets hard when friends and classmates and those girls who used to be beehives when I was a laurel get married. I have days (or weeks) when I get frickin' bent out of shape about that. I thought I was going to get married at 19, but that fell through. And then I had the chance to marry someone at 21, but I just couldn't see myself being with him forever.
But when those sweet moments come when I actually go on a date with a guy who treats me with respect, it gives me hope and reminds me that someday it'll be my turn and it'll all be worth it.
Plus, I'm 21. I seriously have ALL the time in the world to get married. Except I live in Utah county where everyone gets married at 18 which makes me feel like an old maid. What I really need to do is move somewhere back east, then I wouldn't feel so lame.
Problem solved. Done deal!
