First off, John Mayer and Norah Jones are amazing. They make me feel so much better :)

Friday, April 10th will probably be the most memorable day of this year (besides my 17th birthday, which was probably the happiest day of my life thus far). Not because something incredibly awesome happened (quite the contrary) but because I think I grew a little as a person, even though my heart got cracked in the process. On Friday, April 10th around 7 ‘o clock in the evening, my boyfriend of 4 1/2 months and I ended our relationship.

Even though 4 1/2 months is almost nothing in adult time, in teen time it’s pretty darn long. He was honestly the first real boyfriend I’ve had. He was my first kiss in the rain, my first tea date, and my first New Years Kiss. He was the first boy to be formally introduced to my family as “my boyfriend” and he was my first real Valentine. He was the first boy I can honestly say I fell in love with.

They say that when your heart breaks, it grows back a few times bigger and stronger.. So far it’s only beginning to mend. I don’t blame him for anything of course, in fact, I want to thank him. He taught me how to open up to someone completely and honestly, and how share your life with them. He taught me how to play Sudoku, how to properly eat a scone with jam, and a technique on how to stay awake in class. He introduced me to new music and even better movies and online shorts.

So here’s to you, my darling. The one who taught me what it is to love.