My heartbreak story

Remember the last post I had? Yeah Ummm I met this guy. I really liked him. He was cute and funny and a nice person. He had a girlfriend though. Plus I thought he was 17. So I just kept time. I would hang out with him and be happy just to be with him. I tried all I could to make him happy. He wasn't happy. His girlfriend was putting him through so much stuff. He started to cut himself and I just couldn't take that. I tried helping him out. I didn't know what to do though. I was there for him when he needed me. He soon broke up with his girlfriend. I was glad he broke up with her if it just made him worse to be with her. He needed someone to mend his wounds. I was there for him and he automaticaly became attatched to me. I didn't want to ask him out right away (partially hoping that he'd ask me out but mostly because he could still be messed up from his previous girlfriend) We continued to hangout and I met some really cool people through him that I'm still connected to today. After the school year ended, I gathered up enough courage to ask him out (I was disapointed that he didn't ask me out though) He accepted. It didn't last long. In the next 3 days he said his mom was going to make him move to tokyo. I was crushed. I couldn't stand it. All I could do the day I found out was cry with my friends. He left that night and the following days I cried. I was so deep in sorrow and pain. And it didn't help that my brother was infatuated with someone. A couple of days into that week I got a message on the internet from that guy. He said he was comming home. I was so gleeful. I couldn't wait until the weekend. He came back but he was only going to be in town for 3 days. I felt the sadness drag me back down. I spent every moment I could with him. The day that he was schedualed to leave he texted me from his friends phone to tell me that he could stay. I started to cry happily! I couldn't believe it, but I prayed for this. I kept thanking the Lord over and over again. That didn't last either. He messaged me on myspace saying that we needed to break up but he would still love me. I felt rejected. He said it was because he was having trouble at home. I understood but I felt shot down. then a week later I met another guy who just liked to flirt with me. I liked them for a time but i was still in love with the first guy. The day before I left, The 1st guy, the 2nd guy and a few of my friends got together and played some games. the 2nd one kept flirting with me and the 1st one was jealous even though he technicaly wasnt my boyfriend. He texted me the next morning asking how I could like someone and still love him. Yeah I liked the guy but it wasn't going to go anywhere. I loved the 1st guy! >_< I talked it out with the 1st guy and we were finaly good. Next thing Im leaving on my trip. before I left I called the 1st guy and he told me to have a safe trip and that he loved me. I was so home sick on that trip. I missed my family friends, and that guy. I got home and was tired (jetlag mind you i was gone for almost a month) The next day I find out the guy that I fell in love with has a girlfriend..........He told me he was 15 at first....but I found out he was really 17. He had never been to Tokyo. He hurt me so many times and didn't even care.............I had to have time to have my wounds healed. I just keep thinking of him though. You can't really leave a memory that has that sort of impact behind. *sigh* but at least it doesn't hurt when I think about it anymore. That's just one of the obsticles I had to overcome. (This blog is waaaay tooo long)