10 Things that Happened in Our Breakup
- The Realisation
When the thought of being with you for the rest of my life gave more knots than butterflies in my stomach, it broke my heart. For the first time in my life, I felt trapped by you-and I couldn't do it anymore. - The Contemplation
I swear, never before have I ever been so stressed out and in absolute turmoil such as when I mulled over whether or not I should leave you. For months I weighed the pros and cons, but in the end I had to follow my heart. - The Falling Hammer
After my heart is set, the next hard part is finding the perfect timing to do this awful deed. But, alas, there's no such thing as a good time and place to break someone's heart-least of all someone you've loved for so long. - The Confession
It started with a proposal, continued with background checks and ended with the revelations of affairs. You knew all along, of course you did. After all is said and done, I feel like I paid back all my debts and we're even now. - The Identity Crisis
Being glued to you for so long, I couldn't really define myself without having you as a part of it. I was the girl that you loved, who spoke your language and laughed at your jokes. What would happen if it all stops? - The Burnt Bridge
Knowing that you're in agony, yet not having the ability nor right to soothe your wound, is killing me inside. It's not unlike having a limb ripped so suddenly off your body, without any knowledge of where it went. - The Self-Punishment
Given the nature of our breakup and the high regard I still hold of you, it makes me feel absolutely horrible to have brought this pain upon you. Time and again bucketful of tears were shed as I recalled what I did to you. - The Nostalgia
Having spent so many years together, it's impossible to operate in my daily life without being reminded of our memories. The worst of all is when past traumas with you pop up in low moments of my new relationship. - The Divided Friends
One of the things we shared was our friends-especially our own little gang. Somewhere along the way, I think I already knew, at some point I will also drift apart from them-except maybe for one whom I adore most. - The Moving On
Slowly, though, I start to forget little things that we used to do, small ticks that you kept and our inside jokes. I'm developing new habits now, new traditions and new inside references with my new partner. Thank you for the 9 years we devoted for each other. I'd never thought I'd be the one to hurt you, but here we are.
Thank you and Goodbye.