We were on a break for a while after I had suicidal thoughts.
We had been together for a year and a half. We lived in the same city but he had to relocate because of work.
I’d go over every other week. A two and a half hour drive. But all just to see him.
My parents didn’t know I drove from Houston to Austin to see him.
They always wondered why we were so close if we “didn’t see each other so often”.
It was the perfect relationship.
But after that “break” he officially broke things off.
I’m a giver. I love to give even if I get nothing in return. I love loving people.
He was different.
He was selfish and not as romantic as I’d like but I loved him.
I gave him everything I could. I’m not sure if i was too much or not enough.
He says I deserve more. But I feel as if he just tried to make an excuse.
These were his last words: “I promise you, it’s going to be okay. I want you to meet a man that’s going to give you everything you desire and not half ass it. You deserve someone who’s going to be consistent in life. You’ll find it, and you’ll right then in there that That’s what you were searching for.
I hope It happens. The hurt will ease away. The trust will come back. But you just have to continue working on yourself.
I still would love to be your friend. I’ve just known you for so long. But I cannot be romantically involved with you. ”
“Sorry I I ruined your night or anything. Goodnight”