In April, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I am still in love with my ex-girlfriend. I told her this. She cried, and regretfully told me she's with someone else.
My greatest hope? To win her back and spend the rest of my life with her. My greatest fear? That she'll find love elsewhere, and my chances are over.
This is one of many ways I cope.
In the best interests of her, my friends, and I, this blog will remain anonymous.
This is real.
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Jul 16
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friend:
hi love! how are you
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me:
im sad today
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friend:
why love??
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me:
because i miss (her). i pushed away the best thing that ever happened to me.
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friend:
aww love...
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me:
she deserves so much better and is probably getting it. she has a guy who is nuts about her. she'll never let that go.
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friend:
you never know
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me:
and im nuts about her but I scared her so badly. It's so hard to move on. (She) was fucking perfect for me. Its so hard not to call her and cry and beg. I won't.
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friend:
come on. you didn't ruin her. she's a big girl and can make decisions. she knows how you feel. and i know she'll come back.
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Ugh, today I hope you're right. This sadness comes in such intense waves. Just when you get over it, it's like "boom".
