thelastmessagereceived:We started talking in May of 2015 at a concert through our close mutual frien
thelastmessagereceived:We started talking in May of 2015 at a concert through our close mutual friends and it took off really fast from there. A few days later we went on our first “date.” Little did I know that all he really wanted from me was to be friends with benefits. Because I was bored and he was charming and I didn’t have any other guys lined up, I agreed. we hung out and talked and hooked up for the whole summer. It was fun and we got really close but he still continued to say he didn’t want a relationship. And unfortunately I continued to say I was fine with that because he treated me pretty decent usually, the same as if we were in a relationship (for the most part). The next couple months were great, we agreed to not talk to other people, still no label, but we were hanging out a lot and having fun. When the holidays rolled around I even went to his house for thanksgiving and in December I went on vacation with his family twice. Things were getting serious but I was still giving him his space and trying not to act too much like a girlfriend. We did say I love you though, my first time saying that to a guy. But come Late January, early February, his very best friend broke up with his girlfriend of two years and everything changed. He started calling himself single and talking to other girls on tinder. I knew I couldn’t say much bc we weren’t in an actual relationship but he was breaking my heart. Two days after Valentine’s Day He finally told me I was tying him down (which I promise I was not in any shape or form, I was never ridiculous with my requests regarding our “relationship”) and didn’t want to talk anymore (I said I wanted to end it too bc I’m not gonna be with someone who wanted to talk to other girls even though I actually didn’t). When we were ending it he told me this and how perfect i am and how he would have stayed in a real relationship with me if it was a few years down the road and all these nice things. I would have rather ended it fighting and screaming than him saying this stuff and ending it over the fact that he didn’t want a relationship and just wanted to “experience other girls”. He left me hanging as if he didn’t care meanwhile I cried myself to sleep for two weeks thinking about how he could so easily choose being single over me. Did I really mean that little? Why couldn’t he just let himself be with me if things were so good?Oh well, his loss. You live and you learn. Onto better things. -- source link