The Only Other Guy

I know I just posted, but it has been brought to my attention that I've not given fair blog space to the one guy who could have taken my first love's place: my last ex. The first I ever met as a result of online dating. He was actually the only guy given my full attention when we were together. My first love did not seem to be as important to me. Yes, he was still my friend, but this particular guy made me believe I could have the relationship I always wanted. For 2 months, he gave me that. He and I had the most amazing moments I could ever hope for. There's no one else I ever stayed up with all night watching movies on our second date. There's no one else I wanted to spend every night next to. Our relationship was so fast and quick that we didn't have the chance to develop a friendship first. We both knew that we belonged together right then and there. I was caught off-guard by how quickly I fell in love with him. Though we drifted apart and parted (the darkest time in my life), I would go back to him if he asked me to. If he could promise me that I was important in some fashion to him, I would take him then and there. He and I finally talked about what our breakup was like for us, how we miss each other now, 3 months after our breakup. The difference between him and my first love: my first love was never keep-able. This one was and is and always will be the one I CAN have. There are no circumstances keeping us apart. If he could just stop being stubborn and give us one more chance, I would be the happiest girl in the whole entire universe.