Trust:
The strong know who to give it to
The normal don't give it to much
The weak give it away like free candy

I am weak, and trust for me is as easy to come by as talking or walking. Some say it will never end up well. I do have my limits, I thought, in the end I can tell when someone lies or is not worth my trust. But I was very wrong with one strange child.

His name was Kai (not actually) and we met in kindergarten. We lost touch and eventually drifted apart. I thought that was the end of a friendship, until middle school.

Amazing how old friends can just reappear in your life, an oddity that is both fascinating and beautiful. In this case, it wasn't long before it happened. We saw each other in classes, hung out at lunch and got to know the new, and reinvented, us. Soon enough we sat on the bus with each other and I truly thought he was one of my besties.
Then he asked me out. Confessed a huge crush. Made my life so complicated, since another boy had just asked me out, too. The choice was hard, and I chose Kai. I realized to me it would always be Kai.
I bet you wont guess how long our relationship lasted?
One....(drumroll pleaase)
Week.
A single week.
How did it end you ask?
Well, he dumped me. Apparently all along this was just a joke... and he thought it was a pretty good prank. That made me mad at him and for a month or so we drifted apart again. Still sitting together on the bus, though. Then we started talking more like friends again, he apologized and I couldn't not forgive him... I don't even know why!
Then he asked me out again.
Oh, come on I'm not that dumb... of course I said no.
But
Then he begged
And whined
And pleaded
Until finally I agreed to a one day date.
And somehow he managed to be the one that dumped me, even though we were only dating for one day!!
That got me more pissed than ever. But, like all weak people, I forgave him.
(Oh I can just hear the audience screaming "you idiot!!")
Until seventh grade nothing went wrong. Please note: the key word is until...
About half way through seventh grade I could truly say it was like the beginning of sixth grade. We could trust each other as true friends once again. I told him secrets. He, for some reason wouldn't tell me his. Instead of seeing the caution tape in his actions, though, I just figured he was very secretive.
We talked a lot on the bus, had fun conversations and watched videos on his phone. Then his conversations got loud. We would be having a conversation and he would bluntly bring up my crush.
"You like Nathan!" He would say (Nathan being a fake name) as loud as he could, trying to see if others could overhear, and I'm pretty sure that they did.
That got me a little angry.
Yet,
I still wasn't ready to give up on our friendship.
He got distant.
Deleted Skype, our only form of communication.
Said it was because it was taking up too much room in his phone.
Poor excuse to stop texting someone.
Then he stopped sitting with me on the bus. Since we had no classes together we hardly talked. He gave no warning, he said no goodbye. He hasn't spoken too me since.
Maybe I was just taking up too much space in his life...