Posted:Mon Jul 20, 2009 3:26 PM CST
you have no idea....
Last December I met my match, or so I thought anyway. We stayed friends for a couple of months before taking it to the next level, and by that, I mean he came right out and professed his love for me. Of course, I felt the same. We were very in love, and became engaged within time as well. The only thing that caused any sort of problems for us was the distance, and the distance was hardly anything, but I hardly got the opportunity to go see him with school keeping me busy, and not to mention, he never had the time for me. We went camping once and it was the most unconventionally romantic two days you could imagine. When it came time to say goodbye, I could hardly tear myself away. Part of me knew that was the last time I would see him, and it was. We broke up a month later because he never had the time to see me, and I became impatient. I told him it wouldn't be forever, but apparently it wasn't my choice. Since the breakup, we've only talked a handful of times, every time except maybe once had resulted in a fight. The one time being last night. We had a normal conversation like we always had, we were being stupid with each other and talking about nothing in particular, and it was great until it got serious. I asked him if he's been talking to any ladies, and he said "um yeah, sort of". I shouldn't have asked what that meant, but I did. He told me he's engaged to one of his exes. When we dated he never had anything positive to say about any of his exes, so I was very shocked. It felt like he had just hit me in the head with a baseball bat. Every time I've talked to him since the breakup, I have made it very clear that I still love him. The last time we really talked, we got into a huge fight because of it. I told him I still love him, he told me he "can't be what I need him to be". When he told me he was engaged, my heart shattered. I knew I'd never love anyone as much as I love him. Not even past tense, I still love him, I will always love him. I ended up crying myself to sleep, tossing and turning for three hours, waking up and crying more. I've never felt like this, I've never let someone break me down like this. I'm so hurt.
How do you even recover from something like this...?
