Hi. So I don't know what to call this. A blurb maybe? It's super short. I just thought about writing a little something, as I am sooo excited for 500 Days of Summer to come out on DVD. Enjoy :)
She was intelligent. She was beautiful. She was different. I thought that we were perfectly suited for each other. Theoretically, we were. We both liked the same music, and movies. There was no reason for us to end up this way. What happened?
Our relationship was perfect. We were always totally happy and we understood everything about each other. Well, maybe not always happy. There was that one time we left the movies and she was in tears. Or the day we went to IKEA, and she was just cold. Or the time we went to pick out a movie to watch, and she didn't really say anything at all. I actually also never really understood why she was so upset the one night I punched that guy at the bar. I was standing up for her.
But really. Every couples have their ups and down. We were just suited for each other. She claimed that she "didn't believe in love". I believed that she was wrong. She had to have been wrong. I mean, how could we have had that relationship, well if you could call it a relationship. Well yeah, it had to have been a relationship. But how could we have been together for all that time, if she didn't love me? I loved her. I loved her with every little fiber of my being. I gave her everything. And she just ditched me. God, I am such a girl. That's it. I'm like those little high school girls who get all upset and swear off love because they have sex with some guy and the guy walks off. That is exactly how I am feeling right now.
She has to come back. She has to realize that what we had, was something real. It was. Real, I mean. We always bonded well. We had fun no matter where we were, the office, the movies, at her place, at mine. I would usually do most of the talking, and she would listen. On very rare occasions she would talk, and I would listen. Either way we were always there for each other.
Wait. Wait a minute. We'd have fun at the movies. We'd talk. We'd listen to music together. This doesn't sound like love. This doesn't sound like a real, true relationship. This just sounds like two friends. Friends with benefits. Is this how Summer felt? Is this why she could so easily stomp on my heart and be the heinous bitch that she was? I was the one who was wrong. Summer wasn't being cold. She wasn't a heinous bitch. She just wanted to take away some of the benefits of our friendship. I was wrong. I was just a love sick puppy, chasing someone who didn't want me back.
Boy meets girl. Girl turns out to be completely wrong. Boy must meet another girl.
The endless cycle must repeat itself again.