What Jake and I had was young love; but in no way was this love "puppy". Yes, at first we were both filled with 7th grade infatuation, and the start of our first phone conversation was me saying "So you think I'm hot?". But as time stepped in and brought Jake and I closer together, the 5 minute conversations turned into hours. The awkward silence at school became talking to my best friend. And I, to this day-
3 1/2 years later- believe that I was, and still am, falling hard for this incredible guy.
What we had was special, not gonna lie. We didn't have to be making out 24/7 to be happy like the couples I see today. We were both happy just taking a walk in the park or writing silly notes to each other. One time, we wrote notes to each other in class saying, "If I were a fruit, what would I be?" According to Jake I was a banana, the color that represented me as a person was yellow, and the song that best descibed me was "Walk the Line" by Johnny Cash.
An online blog dedicated to making sense of loss, grief and death by using my expieriences with my beloved and deceased friend Jake, who died in a plane crash nearly three years ago.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
The more Jake and I were together, the more fond I became of him. He wasn't so bad at all. He was polite, truly cared about me (unlike my past crushes) and respected me. He wasn't creepy, he just told you exactly how he felt and what he was feeling at the time. This is one of the things I admire most about Jake to this day. He, as far as I know of, never lied to me.
He was the first person I have ever met to this day, no lie, that truly just didn't care what people thought about him. FLAT OUT didn't care. You know how some phonies are like "Ya, I try to be my own person, not to follow the crowd" and when peer pressure steps in, they're an entirely different person. But Jake wasn't like that at all. Today I struggle with being my own person, and not caring what others say or think. But to Jake, it didn't matter. It didn't matter to Jake when guys made fun of him during lunch for sitting next to me everyday, it didn't matter that people said we were too young and wouldn't make it as a couple, it didn't matter when we were faced with the bullies and haters in the school.....because we had each other. That was enough.
He was the first person I have ever met to this day, no lie, that truly just didn't care what people thought about him. FLAT OUT didn't care. You know how some phonies are like "Ya, I try to be my own person, not to follow the crowd" and when peer pressure steps in, they're an entirely different person. But Jake wasn't like that at all. Today I struggle with being my own person, and not caring what others say or think. But to Jake, it didn't matter. It didn't matter to Jake when guys made fun of him during lunch for sitting next to me everyday, it didn't matter that people said we were too young and wouldn't make it as a couple, it didn't matter when we were faced with the bullies and haters in the school.....because we had each other. That was enough.
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