A little about Grant

I don't even know where to start when talking about Grant. I don't think I can accurately describe how things were with us. Here's my best shot.....
Grant and I went to school together. He was with me from kindergarten until graduation. I don't remember very much about him until about 5th grade. I think he sat in front of me in class, or vice versa. I also think I remember some check yes or no notes passed between us. These notes had to do with his best friend and his cousin more than with him.
Something happened between 5th and 6th grade and our notes became more about us. Grant was always good to me. Maybe too good. He called me frequently and bought me things. This annoyed my parents which made things awkward for me. In fact, I distinctly remember breaking up with him because he bought me a pretty pair of silver heart shaped ear rings and I didn't want to face my parents with this token of his affection.
Grant was an okay looking boy, a bit scrawny. He had brown hair, a few freckles and an impish smile. What I liked the most were his eyes, deep chocolate brown, that sparkled a little when he was clowning around.
Boy, did he clown around. That got to be a source of agitation. At times it felt like he could not be serious. He was funny. Part of the reason I liked him was because he could make me laugh. But at times-in front of his friends-he could get too carried away. I felt like he didn't always act like the 'real' Grant I knew. And I liked that Grant the best. I probably broke up with him for that at some point too.
Our on and off relationship lasted through middle school and our freshman and sophomore years of high school. Grant and I got along wonderfully when we were not a couple. He and I could have been really good friends. If I could go back and do it again, I would try harder to be his friend. We would have been soooo much better as friends than as a couple.
I blame myself for our relationship never working out. I was a silly girl that didn't know what I wanted. I was too boy crazy for one thing. For another thing, Grant always wanted more from our relationship than I did. Remember we were just kids. So when I say he wanted more, don't read into that too much. I can't remember if we held hands or not. We probably did at some point. I do remember that he told my friend Tori that he wanted to kiss me. I broke up with him for that too.
There are two pictures of Grant and I that I like. They are not the best pictures of us, not typical couple pictures. These pictures are worth a thousand words. All you have to do is look at our facial expressions and you would understand our whole long relationship.
The first picture is of us as freshmen. We were at a party at a mutual friends house. It is a close up of us. We were leaning in very close to each other. I was happy, looking at the camera, smiling. He was happy, looking at me and smiling.
In the second picture we are sophomores, all dressed up at our first formal dance. The picture is a candid shot of us. I am sitting on his lap, leaning away from him a little. My face looks perturbed, my eyes look empty. His eyes are dancing with laughter and his arm is tight around my waist. But we are both looking in opposite directions.
I guess we were always going in opposite directions..........