Saturday night
This weekend was terrible, saturday me and my boyfriend were at his house with our friends, and everything was ok, then later that night he was quiet and looked sad, so i left to go to the neighbors house, which was my friend and i told him about it, he told me to call him and so i did. He picked up the phone and i asked if he was mad at me and he said no, but he is stressed out, i asked if it was me and he said no, so i went to his house and he was sitting on the porch so i sat down, he said that he didnt know how to tell me this, and he said, that he didnt want to be with me, he said it had NOTHING to do with me, he said the reason why is because he cant give me nice and rich things and he is stressed out because he has to have surgery. So we sat together and i cried, then he told me to stand up, and we hugged i was crying hysterically. Then we went down to our friend's house, and we were down there for an hour and he had to leave to go to the store and i started crying again, when he came back he knew i was crying, and so he sat next to me and he leaned over to me and said "I know your hurting inside and so am I, I still love you and I regret breaking your heart, I want to make up and Make it work" So, everything is okay now