Thursday, 02 December 2010

  • If My High School Sweetheart Could See Me Now


    It's been six years since I've graduated from high school. I live out of state now. My life revolves around causes and social movements. My hair looks different. My attitude has changed.

    If only my high school sweetheart could see me now...

    I'm not the girl that I used to be. Life happens. Is my sweetie still as I remember? Would we fall in love all over again? Would I want to?

    I don't know if we would fall in love again. It wasn't the brightest idea in the first place. But that was the best part of being sixteen. You could fall in love for no reason, and in the end it all made sense.

    You could stay up for hours on the phone, not even talking, just listening to each other breathe in and out. Those were the good old days.

    Secret glances during classroom exchanges, leaving love notes in each others' lockers, saying "I love you", like we knew what love really meant...Ignorance surely was bliss.

    We were both so young and naive back then. I wish my high school sweetheart could see me now, all grown up and self-aware. Maybe we would be friends.

    My ex beau...what a joke the whole thing was. But when I moved away to college, it couldn't have seemed more serious. I was overwhelmed by conflicting emotions. Back then, I was a slave to circumstance and fickle feelings.

    If it were ever possible, I would love to sneak a peek into the life of the one who changed mine. I wish I could see who my beau is smitten with now. Is she the talkative type, reserved, or quick witted?

    Mostly, I just want to look my former flame in the face to see what all the hype was about back then. I was really head over heels in high school...

    The vibe would be different, I guess. The feelings wouldn't come rushing back. Just the recognition of what was, and what seemed to be, the greatest love I would ever know. I was such a dreamer.

    But that's how high school loves go though. They change you, from the inside out, for better or for worse, until death of the relationship do you part...

    Oh the quirky nature of love in the teenage years...that fluttery feeling, though abated, never really goes away. It lingers about in the air, at the sight of an old photo, the sound of an old tune, the slightest hint of hormones raging and hearts throbbing at sixteen, it flares up.

    I wish my high school love could see me now. There would be nothing to say, and everything to tell...starting with "You were right...."

    What would your high school sweetheart say if he or she could see YOU now?

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