I had a girl once. I was living in a coed dorm near this girl. She was kind of cute, and nice to be around. Well, we ended up studying together a lot. She tried to teach me how to play lacrosse (yeah right) and I tried to teach her how to fence (yeah right), and good times ensued. Other than studying together, we would go around the dorm and pull pranks. I think that was when I started liking her. Well, I ended up confessing to her. I was kind of shy about it. We were alone in my room and I kind of hesitated, not knowing what to say, but she got the idea. And before I could say anything more, she leaned in and kissed me. Then she ran out, flustered. That's how it started /a/. The most intimate time I've ever spent with a girl. I thought that it would last forever.
I was wrong. It lasted for a while. We went places and did things together. I stayed at her house and met her eccentric family. I seriously thought I was in love. The night before the last time I saw her was wonderful. We went for a walk late at night, under the stars, just wandering. We ended up on a huge golf course. We walked forever, just talking about everything and nothing. We stopped under a tree in the moonlight and embraced for the last time. I didn't know it, she didn't know it either.
I went back home after that. I had to go away for a few months, and I didn't see her. She ended up cheating on me. I found out later when her sister told me.
It's been three years since then. I've never been able to bring myself to trust another girl, and I don't even feel attracted to any of them anymore. I'm lonely, but... maybe its better than being betrayed. I have my 2D girls now.