Huh. And that reminds me of a sad Sweden moment.
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Seeing as my father told me not to fall for a Swedish boy, and there was only one Swedish boy at school, he was naturally the boy I fell for. (Hard, gall-dang it.) Tall, handsome, Swedish, and a guy who loved GOD, how could I not? Sven was in my family group, so I was with him more than some of the other guys, and some of the things he said either in our group or when he gave devotionals for everyone, are the things that stuck with me the most. After months of swooning, came spring break. We were going on different mission trips, and as his team was leaving, I was cleaning the dining room. Sven came and found me, gave me a big hug (a very big one - he's 6'7"), and said, 'Bye, Melilot. See you in two weeks.' That was all, and then he left.
Seeing as my father told me not to fall for a Swedish boy, and there was only one Swedish boy at school, he was naturally the boy I fell for. (Hard, gall-dang it.) Tall, handsome, Swedish, and a guy who loved GOD, how could I not? Sven was in my family group, so I was with him more than some of the other guys, and some of the things he said either in our group or when he gave devotionals for everyone, are the things that stuck with me the most. After months of swooning, came spring break. We were going on different mission trips, and as his team was leaving, I was cleaning the dining room. Sven came and found me, gave me a big hug (a very big one - he's 6'7"), and said, 'Bye, Melilot. See you in two weeks.' That was all, and then he left. 
He didn't come back in two weeks. He didn't come back for spring term. And that was the first (or was it third?) time he broke my heart.
posted by melilotnfosco | 3:26 PM
9 Comments:
oh at least third!
Silly boy. He had a hard time figuring out what he wanted.
well, i'm pretty sure i was never it, but yes, he's a silly boy. :)
i'm so thankful i had you there :)
aww... why didn't he come back? (and yes, silly boy[s])
Wow. He didn't come back? Ever? And he was 6'7"? I'm sorry - I know his height was not the most important thing. But that's tall!
This is a sad story. I don't think I like it. Sven should've been more like Mark Ruffalo, huh?
exactly :)
he came back to visit once, and that's a heart-breaking story in and of itself.
"Wow. He didn't come back? Ever? And he was 6'7"?" - photo, you're too funny!
it's so sad when people just disappear like that.
Sorry, hobsis...I just really got lost in that short story. I felt heartbroken and great loss - but then I felt, well, happy at the thought of a big hug from a big Swede named Sven. So it all kind of got smushed together in my mind (and my comment)! :)
oh, and kimberly, as for what he wanted, he wrote on her wall recently and i still felt that little stab of jealousy
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