Free Kiss me for lost love by Samantha Rull

Kiss me for lost love
     
     
    By
    Samantha Rull
     
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    Samantha Rull
    Kiss me for lost love
    Copyright © 2012 by Samantha Rull
     
     
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    Kiss me for lost love
     
    We were high school sweethearts, God I loved him. I’m not sure why looking back on it. I guess a lot of it had to do with the fact my parents hated him and who could blame them? He was an F student with his ears pierced and torn jeans serving as both his top and bottom. His Mohawk went perfectly with his dark tan camero. He would pick me up and take me to school as well as bring me home every day. He would usually ditch and go get high or drunk. For me, those were such blissful innocent years looking back on it now. But I was so self-centered, that little girl never saw for one minute that this “Bad boy” I had taken up with that everyone thought was so cool was going through his own personal hell at home.
    My life was wonderful with two loving parents who gave a girl everything she could possibly want. My boyfriend’s name was Vic, he wasn’t lucky enough to have the same background. He never did graduate. I graduated from high school and went on to get my bachelors and masters’ degrees in economics, becoming an investment broker after finishing school. Vic disappeared midway through our senior year, actually his third try at senior year.
    We met in the gym he had a huge bruise under his right eye. He told me his dad had been really drunk last night and they had a huge fight. For the first time Vic had fought back and knocked his father down. His father banned him from the house; he said he was leaving to join the military. He was going to stay with his cousin a few hours away until it was time for him to leave for boot camp. He had to leave now; he said he just couldn’t do it anymore living at home; he assured me it was only a couple of hours away and that we would be in constant contact through the phone and on weekends in person. He was right we were, for a few months anyway but then like everyone else life got in the way and very slowly almost in an unnoticeable way we began seeing less and less of each other. Began talking less and less on the phone and then we didn’t talk at all quietly disappearing from each other’s lives.
    He was my first love, crazy Vic with his Mohawk I will never forget him… and his tongue. I always wonder what became of that sweet trouble soul. That was seventeen years ago now, I haven’t heard from him since. A couple of things have happened since then; I’ve been married twice and divorced twice. After school I just threw myself headlong into my career. It’s always been very important to me to be