A new sort of pain...
Ok... little update...
Steph didn't want me around for about 4 or 5 days... I gave her all the space she wanted, no questions asked. One of those days I was given some poetry e-mails from her, and another e-mail about Matt crying on her shoulder, or something. I go there borrowing my mother's caddy to take her out on the nicest date I could... I was planning on taking her to a beach or anywhere she wanted... Nothing really mattered except being with her... Fun fun... I get there, and nobody's home, or so I thought... I cleaned up the house a bit to pass the time. I wiped down stuff, dusted, cleaned up steph's room a bit... nothing great... She got home and we chatted a bit... She wanted to get out, so I took her to the coffee shop, but we were running out of time... I thought everything was going great. I was still in love and I thought she was too, until she broke down in her room... She started the talk by saying things like, "Would you blame me for dating around?" "I'm still angry at you for what you did..." "I just need some Stephie time." and tried to get me to cry on her. I was a little confused, but it all makes sence after you get the missing details. She'd been wanting to break up with me for some time now... i guess... Her friends tell me that she wasn't in love with me the second time she went out with me and was confused as to why we went out again. Her and Matt have been having make-out sessions behind my back while we were still together, and even if we were apart it wouldn't matter. I quelled my jealousy for her to just turn around and proove my emotions right from the start. I had all the right to be jealous. She's broken up with me for this guy for the second time, and I could give two shits less what she does anymore. I had at least 4 emotional breakdowns and lost control of my body every time after she broke up with me again. The wierd part is, after hearing that garbage, I didn't care anymore. I just hated her guts... I couldn't believe she'd do that shit and then still have the gull to kiss me after the fact. She didn't deserve those kisses, or my love. I hope she knows I could never be her friend... I remember how she treated me as a friend the last time, and I'll never forget how she treated me as a boyfriend...
Steph didn't want me around for about 4 or 5 days... I gave her all the space she wanted, no questions asked. One of those days I was given some poetry e-mails from her, and another e-mail about Matt crying on her shoulder, or something. I go there borrowing my mother's caddy to take her out on the nicest date I could... I was planning on taking her to a beach or anywhere she wanted... Nothing really mattered except being with her... Fun fun... I get there, and nobody's home, or so I thought... I cleaned up the house a bit to pass the time. I wiped down stuff, dusted, cleaned up steph's room a bit... nothing great... She got home and we chatted a bit... She wanted to get out, so I took her to the coffee shop, but we were running out of time... I thought everything was going great. I was still in love and I thought she was too, until she broke down in her room... She started the talk by saying things like, "Would you blame me for dating around?" "I'm still angry at you for what you did..." "I just need some Stephie time." and tried to get me to cry on her. I was a little confused, but it all makes sence after you get the missing details. She'd been wanting to break up with me for some time now... i guess... Her friends tell me that she wasn't in love with me the second time she went out with me and was confused as to why we went out again. Her and Matt have been having make-out sessions behind my back while we were still together, and even if we were apart it wouldn't matter. I quelled my jealousy for her to just turn around and proove my emotions right from the start. I had all the right to be jealous. She's broken up with me for this guy for the second time, and I could give two shits less what she does anymore. I had at least 4 emotional breakdowns and lost control of my body every time after she broke up with me again. The wierd part is, after hearing that garbage, I didn't care anymore. I just hated her guts... I couldn't believe she'd do that shit and then still have the gull to kiss me after the fact. She didn't deserve those kisses, or my love. I hope she knows I could never be her friend... I remember how she treated me as a friend the last time, and I'll never forget how she treated me as a boyfriend...