AlliSwan
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My boyfriend of 3 1/2 years has been weird for a couple weeks and we talked about it a few times, and I asked him if he didn't want to be with me or if he wanted to take a break, but he kept assuring me he loved me and wanted to be with me and get married and that we would work through this--TOGETHER. Well today (after barely talking to me all week) he came over and broke up with me. I can't pretend I'm shocked, but he just KEPT reassuring me, he even came over a few nights ago and kissed me and said he was thinking of me and he was sorry to put me through all this.
This breakup is not a temporary thing. It would take years for us to be friends and I don't want to be his FRIEND. He is my UNIVERSE, and until last week I was convinced I was his. When he told me it was indeed "that talk," I burst into tears, then I asked him what it was or what I did or what he did--just WHY? He tried to hug me and I wouldn't let him. Then I was mad, asking him how he could be talking about possible baby names a week ago and now this. Then I tried to make him feel bad about it even though I know he feels TERRIBLE and never wanted to hurt me. I love his parents and the way we mesh and our jokes and our little niche. I asked him to hold me and it just hurt so much more, the way I know every inch of his skin, his arms, his face, his neck, it all feels like home to me. I was shaking so bad and I know he was scared, but it was nothing compared to how bad I really feel. The whole time he was quiet and just kept saying he was sorry. I threw one of his new business cards at him and said I had always known he would do something great I just always thought I would be a part of it. He went to leave and I crawled into bed but when I heard the door open for him to leave I had to run back out and hug him goodbye again. I really didn't want it to end like this. It was so sudden and so harsh and it hurts so fucking bad. I squeezed him and didn't want to let him leave but I kissed his shoulder and he kissed my nose and my forehead and I told him to tell everyone I love them and then he left my life forever.
I am SOOOO UPSET right now I can barely keep it together. I want it to be because of another girl, or because of SOMETHING, but it's just because he feels "numb" to our relationship. I don't know how he could go from loving me so much and being so amazing to me to just DUMPING me. I don't want to be with someone who doesn't want to be with me, but I wish there was something, ANYTHING I could do to make us the way we were. He kept saying we were growing apart but we WEREN'T, and he's the only one who sees it.
I am more upset than anything (besides losing my love) about the fact that I will never be able to go play with my/our dogs again. Sure, I can go see them when he's not home, but it would hurt so much I don't even know if I can. I'll never be able to go snuggle up with them and wrestle with them and have puppy kisses again.
If I was even thismuch weaker of a person (and I would NEVER EVER EVER attempt suicide, I hate to even reference it), I would be lying in a bathtub full of blood right now. I know what everyone is going to say: it'll get better, you'll get through this, fish in the sea, you're so young, whatever, but people who know us closely can't even offer these words because they saw how incredible we were together. I don't WANT to find another man, I want him and I want our Sunday mornings in bed together and I want to rub his back until he falls asleep and I want to be able to call him when I'm having an anxiety attack.
This doesn't even feel real to me.
This breakup is not a temporary thing. It would take years for us to be friends and I don't want to be his FRIEND. He is my UNIVERSE, and until last week I was convinced I was his. When he told me it was indeed "that talk," I burst into tears, then I asked him what it was or what I did or what he did--just WHY? He tried to hug me and I wouldn't let him. Then I was mad, asking him how he could be talking about possible baby names a week ago and now this. Then I tried to make him feel bad about it even though I know he feels TERRIBLE and never wanted to hurt me. I love his parents and the way we mesh and our jokes and our little niche. I asked him to hold me and it just hurt so much more, the way I know every inch of his skin, his arms, his face, his neck, it all feels like home to me. I was shaking so bad and I know he was scared, but it was nothing compared to how bad I really feel. The whole time he was quiet and just kept saying he was sorry. I threw one of his new business cards at him and said I had always known he would do something great I just always thought I would be a part of it. He went to leave and I crawled into bed but when I heard the door open for him to leave I had to run back out and hug him goodbye again. I really didn't want it to end like this. It was so sudden and so harsh and it hurts so fucking bad. I squeezed him and didn't want to let him leave but I kissed his shoulder and he kissed my nose and my forehead and I told him to tell everyone I love them and then he left my life forever.
I am SOOOO UPSET right now I can barely keep it together. I want it to be because of another girl, or because of SOMETHING, but it's just because he feels "numb" to our relationship. I don't know how he could go from loving me so much and being so amazing to me to just DUMPING me. I don't want to be with someone who doesn't want to be with me, but I wish there was something, ANYTHING I could do to make us the way we were. He kept saying we were growing apart but we WEREN'T, and he's the only one who sees it.
I am more upset than anything (besides losing my love) about the fact that I will never be able to go play with my/our dogs again. Sure, I can go see them when he's not home, but it would hurt so much I don't even know if I can. I'll never be able to go snuggle up with them and wrestle with them and have puppy kisses again.
If I was even thismuch weaker of a person (and I would NEVER EVER EVER attempt suicide, I hate to even reference it), I would be lying in a bathtub full of blood right now. I know what everyone is going to say: it'll get better, you'll get through this, fish in the sea, you're so young, whatever, but people who know us closely can't even offer these words because they saw how incredible we were together. I don't WANT to find another man, I want him and I want our Sunday mornings in bed together and I want to rub his back until he falls asleep and I want to be able to call him when I'm having an anxiety attack.
This doesn't even feel real to me.