I recieved an unexpected phone call from someone last night. When I picked up the phone the person on the other side just asked "Hey Alice.. remember me ?". Since there was no caller-ID showing... all I could say was.. "No... who is this ?".
It was my first boyfriend. My puppy love. The guy I thought I would never break up with. Yet spent the last year with him plotting my escape route.
After the initial shock, I asked him how he was. (Just to break the ice). He replied he was doing well then asked me if he could ask me a question. I told him, sure.. since he had already asked one already.
"What was the first birthday present you gave me".
I told him I didn't know and I didn't want to remember.
"Ok... can you remember any of the presents you gave me ?"
I told him "No".
After which he said he wishes me all the best and just hung up.
I spent the rest of my sleepless night thinking about that one question. I eventually did remember what I got for his birthday. But in the process of digging through the past, I also remembered everything else I went through because of him.
Everything I did for him and everything I put up with before calling it quits.
I bailed him out of jail. Took out a loan to pay off his court fees. Something that took me 5 years to pay off. Caught him in bed with a girl. (A girl I later became good friends with). And the slap across my face I had to ignore, just so that my brother wouldn't have him beaten up.
To be fair, it wasn't all bad. There were good times, otherwise I wouldn't have been in a 3 year relationship with him.
5 years to forget everything. And for one phone call and one silly question to bring it all back.
Thinking back now, I am amazed by all the things I was able to take in and just live with it and actually think it was ok. All because I loved him.
I guess you are allowed to be stupid once in your life.