Worse Valentine’s Day Story - Jilted

Posted by admin on January 26, 2008

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Jilted
By Valerie
http://stdworld.com

I have waited many, many years to share this story. But I hope that you will learn something about love and how shitty it can all be.

Since young, I have always been taught that I should honor my body and not just let it be used for other’s pleasure. It made sense to me. So, when I started dating in high school, I never went beyond a kiss or two. And I never wanted to, until I met James. I was graduating and James was a senior who helped me with some of my weaker subjects.

He was nice, kind and really smart. After a while, everyone knew that we were an item in the school. I was really happy. He respected my views about our physical relationship and we were really growing into a loving, giving relationship.

But he started asking for more when I was a sophomore. By then, he was into his third year and I guess he was feeling quite a bit of peer pressure. I knew that I loved him, but I did not know whether or not I was ready to give myself, body and soul to him. We were too young to be married.

Me and my friends talked about this, I agonized over it. Then, I decided. I picked the day. It was going to be a date that he will never forget. It will be the beginning of the next phase of our relationship.

That evening, James was very quite. I was nervous. Too nervous to notice anything wrong. After a nice, romantic candle-lit dinner, I suggested going somewhere quiet to talk, and he agreed. Once he parked at our favorite spot on top of the hill overlooking our campus, I started to kiss him. But he sighed and told me that we really needed to talk.

You see, he has been really bothered about where we were headed. These past weeks were tough for him. He has been getting encouragement and support from his friends. One of them, in particular, had been really supportive. In fact, he felt that he was falling in love with her. But he felt obligated to our relationship. I really could not remember the rest of what he said. But I think I got the key points.

Back home, alone in my bed; with my eyes red and bloated, I realized that I almost gave up my most precious to someone who was “in love” with another person. And all this on Valentine’s Day.

I have never, ever celebrated Valentine’s Day since.