American Love Story Chapter 1

Kevin was my castle, my safe place I could hide in anytime...at the beginning. Then when he had given up on me, I started to give up on him. We had been dating for 5 years at that point and I honestly can tell you, I had already put all the effort in this relationship I could. Our story had not begun as a classic high-school sweetheart fairy tale.

I was 17, got through many disappointments, looked for something stable. And there was this honest, pure kid who had not been looking for love at all. I saw him at the very first time at a party that my best friend organized. I was talking to him for hours and next morning when I woke up I thought "This is the kindest person I have ever met" - and this is still true. So I texted him, we kept talking and we got together in a week. We were the happiest thing in the world for 3 years. We had our waves, differences, we had our things we did together and we always found peace and love at the end. As long as we were in school. There was something innocent in us while we were looking for our ways in the world. He is such a hard worker and determined, maybe stubborn...but in a good way. So he was into this car thing, he loved cars and became an auto mechanic. I loved the way he had found his passion. But I need attention. Yeah, sorry guys, I am like this. I require a lot of attention. Let me tell you a secret. Girls usually do. Maybe I had required too much and he had not given me any so we started to fail. As long as I felt support, we were good. I was so committed to this relationship. I had thought about breaking up, and I had done it couple times, but not seriously until that night. I had kept trying, solving the conflicts and standing by him.

Than I was sitting on this bench, chasing my reasonable thoughts with wine and thinking about my past with him. I needed to realize, all that was past and if i was happy with him, I would have never noticed someone else. ( As I hadn't been doing it for 5 years.) I knew, I was about to leave the stable and safe for the unknown and risky. It could sound stupid but the fact I hanged on was that I had lived everything I could with him. It didn't give me anything anymore and I wanted to try something else and get new experiences with other type of people. So I made my decision, I was going to break up with my boyfriend after 5 years dating and give a chance for someone I had known for almost 2 months.

By the time I realized I was still dating with a guy and maybe I was in love with another one, I felt endless quilt and I didn't know how to survive the next 5 days until I can break up with Kevin. As long as it was Monday and I would never bother him with news like that on a weekday, I needed to wait until the weekend. But I couldn't. After I did not sleep, eat at all and couldn't focus in the office, I went to his house, told him, packed my stuff I had left there and closed the door. I did not tell him anything about my american, as I myself didn't even know what was happening in my mind and that would hurt him as hell.

As I had closed the door, I opened another one. The new door's name is Sean. And our meeting is another story. But for now I was sitting in my little room in Hungary and texting with him over the ocean as he lives in Florida. At that time I didn't even know how hard is to be in a long distance relationship and how much he was going to change my life.

If you are interested in the continuation of our story, read the next chapter!