I’m going to preserve my thoughts here where they’re safe from wandering eyes and curious ears. I am in love with a boy. His name is Blake. It’s been almost a year since we met, and over seven months since the first time he called me his. He’s the person with whom I’m in a relationship, my best friend, my motivator, my confidant. We always smile when we’re together, except for a couple of weeks ago when that changed because his mother said we couldn’t speak anymore.
Blake doesn’t have a father, so his mom is his only real source of family. I absolutely don’t want to ruin his relationship with her, but she keeps trying to tear us apart because she believes he is too young to be in love. He finally returned my calls this afternoon, but said he was sorry and we couldn’t talk again yet. And then his mom sent me a text message.
She said I was not to talk to her son until further notice. She honestly scares the crap out of me, and she’s an attorney which makes it a thousand times worse; I’m going to school to be an attorney so I just keep thinking about how similar she and I are in spite of how much we disagree. I asked if she and I could talk in person. There are a lot of problems between us, and I want to address them. Unless we do, I’ll lose the person I love.
Now I’m literally battling an attorney to stay with the person I love. Soon, I will have to plead my case in order to prove that I deserve to remain in his life. I feel like I’m wrongfully on trial. I don’t want to make Blake choose between me and his mom, there’s no reason for that. All I want is for both of us to fit into his life. This seems so much harder than it should be, but I’m going to fight. I can’t give up, not yet. I refuse to give up on him.
