The Greatest Love of All

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The Greatest Love of All

Romance had never been the big thing for me. I would listen to girls talk about how they just loved so and so and how so and so was just soooo fine. Please! I had been hurt by too many guys to even think about wanting another one. By the time I started Highschool I had done that dating thing and learned the hard way that every boy did not have your best intentions at heart. Once I reached my sophomore year of highschool I was through with dating. I had decided that guys were just no good period. That is until I met Miguel. Boy was I in for the shock of my life.

Miguel was so fine. I think about him now and I still get Goosebumps. Homeboy had it going on for real. Not only was he tall, but he had these green eyes that just seem to penetrate right through you. And a body, oh my goodness! He didn’t have a six pack; homeboy had a 24 pack for real! All I can say is mmm mmm good!

Not only was Miguel fine, but he was smart and as I later found out a perfect gentlemen. But of course I couldn’t let him know how good I thought he was. I was the president of the “Guy Haters of America Club” remember, so the first time he spoke to me (which was at the party where I met him) I totally blew him off just as I had done numerous other guys who had tried to “ spit their game” to me. I just automatically assumed that he was a low down, good for nothing, thinks he looks good (which he did!) kind of guy when in all actuality he wasn’t even like that at all. When I think about it now he should have just forgot all about me because I was so rude to him. But I’m glad he was so persistent because who knows where I’d be today if he hadn’t been.

It took Miguel four months before he could even get me to go on a date with him. It wasn’t that I didn’t like him, it was just I couldn’t allow myself to be vulnerable with another guy. I was just so sure he would break my heart just as all others before him.

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