It was supposed to last forever i guess. It felt to me that we were so right for each other, we'd overcome any trouble whatsoever. So you know what they say, love can overcome anything. But if on his side it wasn't love, how could we overcome it? It's more trouble than it's worth.
I can't believe we're not together anymore, i can't believe he's not mine. It was so hard to get used to the fact that I'm in a relationship with a man, and to know it was basically for nothing, all that getting-used-to. I almost couldn't believe how much i trusted him, and the fact i could even imagine a whole life together. And the saddest part, he was entirely trustworthy, and he has not broken that. He didn't turn out as an asshole. In fact, it was the most beautiful breakup i could imagine. I guess we both knew it was coming, so when i came over we didn't kiss or hug, we just hanged out some. And after awhile started talking. And cuddled some, and continued talking. And had a nonsense-recess that was the best thing. And then some more holding onto each other, until i realized it was time i go. So i put back my shoes, put his birthday present on the chair. It was the saddest moment, i wanted to walk out and he wanted to hug, but i didn't want to look back because i knew I'd cry. i couldn't bring myself to say goodbye. I still think it was so sad to walk out like that, but would a real hug have helped me with?
I can't believe i'm crying this much. I didn't sign up for this.
It was so wonderful while it lasted.