Janus
1995
After Becky and I broke up, I focused more on my studies. Okay, scratch that. I was probably so buried in my studies all the time that she got fed up - had the wandering eye. She was my first girlfriend, and we were together for a few years. It was mostly hanging out, going to the movies, and attending dances together. It was also my first experience of making out - even s*x.
Having a girlfriend was pretty new to me. Special, even. So, the breakup shook me. It wasn’t as if I could not imagine life without her or anything like that. I was just about to turn sixteen, and I was just enjoying her company. Still, her telling me she fell in love with somebody else made me wonder what was wrong with me.
“So, are you sure you’re okay with it?” she asked, her hands folded on her lap
