Good evening kittens. My relationship with The Boyfriend has come to a conclusion. Time of death was 1:20 am on Thursday, March 25 2010. I should be feeling very good about this. He was much younger than me, we had very little in common, we fought a lot during the past two months, and our sex life had been nonexistant. I should be relieved it's over. But I'm not. The truth is, I'm sad. For all the problems we had, for all the times he annoyed me or pissed me off, he was still there. He still said he loved me. He still held on to me when we were sleeping, or held my hand when we were in the movie theatre. And now, he's not there and I'm sad.
I should be furious with him. I am. The breakup was not a good one. He told me he had met someone else and he wanted to see if the spark he felt when he was around this guy was going to develop into something. But he didn't want to breakup with me just yet. If it worked out to be something with this other guy, then he would break up with me. If it didn't work out, then we would just stay together. I was livid. That hurt like hell. I told him I would save him the trouble and let him go; so he could pursue this guy, or any other guy he wanted. Then I stormed out in my best As the World Turns huff. I know it's good that the relationship has ended. I know that. My logical mind tells me that. I know none of my friends liked him, that everyone thought he was immature and stupid and no one could understand why I was with him. I can't even explain why I was with him. Maybe it was the fact that he was there, available to me. It's not like I have a lot of choice offers. Whatever the reason I did love him. And now that it's over, I feel sad.
Don't feel sad, we all love you!!!
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry you're sad. But you don't deserve to be with someone who would hurt you on purpose that way...so be sad for awhile, that's ok, but just remember you're better than alladat! :)
ReplyDeletePS--Can you please make it so I can put in my URL? Fanks. :D