Taken for Granted

As I turned 18 today, I realized how I took things for granted. Recalling what I have done before reaching this age of legality, I must say that I did really regret those immature acts I have done drawn by having immature behavior. The moment I laid my eyes on him as he makes his way to me as the host called his name as my 17th dance in my debut, the moment I put my hands on his shoulders, the moment I felt both of his hands making it's way on my waist, as we both swayed our body as we heard the slow beat of music, as I stared onto his eyes staring back at mine, realization hits me hard, so hard that I wanted to burst into tears as the memories we shared together since we started our relationship flashbacks on my mind. Those were indeed a happy memories for me and for him, however, some were painful memories for him. He was once a dream come true type of guy for me. We met during 7th grade, we were highschool enemies. In our 8th grade, November of 2016, he told me he wanted to court me. That was the start of our love story. The moment we started our story was also the moment I started taking him for granted. I felt that his love for me was so strong that I thought he would always be like he was even the way I treat him was not what he truly deserved. I was 14 years old when I felt true love given by him, and I regret so much that I failed to reciprocate the way he expressed his love for me.