How I Met Your Father – The unreasonable Ball-Kicking

So, kids, would you like to hear the story of the time I met my first online-boyfriend?… I don’t really know why I ask, I’ll tell that story anyways.

In 2004, I used to be some kind of a computer geek, always staying in, online until 5am. Of course grandma did not like this at all, but my answer to her every time she asked me to go to bed was “Would you prefer me to be out, with people you don’t know instead of being safe here at home doing no harm to anyone?”. So yeah, I would always get my way. What is it I’d do online? There was this program called MSN, which was used to chat and that was actually its main and only purpose… sometimes, people we already knew and we had in our contact list on MSN, would give us their friend’s e-mail address for us to add.. and that was probably the only way I used to meet people at that time.

One day, a girl I met on a forum of Lalaine -I used to be a Lizze McGuire fan-, gave me Martin’s e-mail, he was this guy that went to her school… and I liked him as soon as we started chatting… Years went by and we’d still chat, but never meet since he lived in another city away from mine, until one day, I met this other boy from the same city who, was also friends with my best friend without me knowing this!. Did I miss you there?…

OK, bottom line he is, we had a gang… Damian, the guy from Tandil, Exe -my best friend at that moment-, Paw, Chelu and Matt. We we’re like the coolest gang, we even had a name; Famous Last Crew, please don’t think it’s lame… I swear it has a story behind it!… OK, no, it doesn’t.
Anyway, thing is, we were so close, we decided to come visit Damian on summer 2008.. Yes, and after 4 years I would meet, who I thought it was “the one”. First night in Tandil, Martin would come and pick me up by Dam’s house. It was one of the most beautiful nights in my life… He was the sweetest, he took me to this Castle to see the stars, we walked right by a dam… the night was amazing… until… Kids, I don’t really remember why, but I kick him in the nuts. We were just walking down a street, he hugged me and I kicked him, out of nowhere!. He must’ve really liked me to keep on dating me!.
Our relationship lasted a bit more  than 2 years… I used to always travel to see him. I still love him a lot, even though I was the one who broke up with him…. I care about him, cause he was really important to me… See he used to love the American 50s, “The fabulous 50s”, and now everytime I wear a polka dotted dress, every time I go to a Diner, or I see a Chevy Bel Air, I can’t help to think of him. He screwed things up with me, but still he was a wonderful person.
I wish I could talk to him again, I tried, but even though more than 5 years passed, he keeps telling me that he’s in love with me and that it hurts to know about me.
Sometimes, I wonder what would’ve happened if I hadn’t broken up with him… sometimes I wonder if I made a mistake, because after we broke up, he showed me he really really loved me… but I thought it was too late… and now, I think it’s never too late…
Sometimes, and only sometimes, I’d love to pick up the phone, and ask him to meet me and talk things over.

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