Reason: Personality.

I was finishing up Highschool when she transferred. Her name was Frankie and I fell in love. Well as much as a highschool thinks love is. She was incredibly smart, easily more than I ever could be. She was a leader and frequently called people out on their bullshit. So as you can imagine that made people either love or hate her. There was no in-between. She rejected just about anyone that ask her out. Thou it was different. She would take them aside tell them why they weren't going to work out, gave them a hug, and told them they couldn't be friends but they could stay wholesome strangers. Strangely it was girls that hated her the most.

So I shot my shot and she actually said yes. I was shocked. I couldn't believe it. She laughed and said it's because we would be good together. I was calm, relaxed, but hard working. I was very stable and very independent. I smiled. I dated her for the rest of the year.

At first everything was great. She liked what I didn't care for and vice versa. It keeps everything fresh. Constantly discovering new thing about each other. If I got something on my plate I didn't like she wound take it. Opposites attract, so I've been told. But how opposite is too opposite?

I soon found out how stubborn she was and how often I just caved and let her get her way regardless of how I felt. Sure we had similar core values, but other than that we could barley agree on what movie to watch. Little disagreements became arguments. I couldn't take it anymore. I told her we needed to end it but she disagreed. She said we just needed to be more mindful of each others feelings.

She refused to admit we were wrong for each other, and that refusal set me off. We were both unhappy and I decided to break it off. She was pissed. Blowing up my phone and showing up at my house. I had enough. I told her she had to admit we wouldn't work out. Unfortunately that didn't work. Others girls at school wouldn't go out with me, because of how she was. She didn't have to say anything for her eyes to intimidate people. She wouldn't do anything to shame me, nor talk shit about me. After a while She acted like we never dated. Though girls still avoided me. I guess they didn't think they could compete with her.

i got frustrated, I got angry, but I never acted on it. I realized later I should have just kept the relationship going and cheated on her. It would have been easier this way. I regret not doing it. I guess this would be the day that Cheating became my M.O. I wouldn't ever regret it.