I was 17 when I met this love. I had met him through a friend who happened to have dated him once upon a time. He was also the cousin of another good friend I made though he never acted on his feelings, he had a huge crush. This love lived a hundred miles away. He was in a grade higher than me and had invited me to his high school jr prom. We carried on most of our relationship over the phone. I would listen to him on his guitar and listen to all his stories about his family and the huge wedge that was between his dad and him.. that was something I really never wanted a part of.. but I was always the one listening trying to mend what was broken for him.. he only wanted to lie and use me.. 7 months of wasted time.. lesson learned