I was with him for three years. Three years of my high school years. From 15 to almost 19. From my sophomore year to my freshman in college. The fact is, those years are crucial. You learn who you are in that time. What you want to do and what you will be and everything. I feel that I missed out on that. I feel that I grew up with him, and not as my own person. I feel that I can't go on without leaning on someone. I was so afraid this was going to happen. My friends warned me. My parents tried to stop it. And it still happened.
I will grow up. I will become me. I will be my own person. It will take some time and it will take some patience. I will learn how to flirt, and flirt good. I will learn that how to talk to someone I do not know and will never see again. I will learn how to make new friends and keep them. I will learn how to do good in school and be the best out there.
I will learn it all, and I will take this city of mine by storm.
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