more tears
no. i won't cry over him. i refuse.
my boyfriend broke up with me. ME! yeah, i know...big shocker to everyone who knows anything about my past. meh, it wouldn't bother me if i didn't care so damn much about him. but i do. and while i want to be pissed off, i just can't make myself b/c i was in his position not long ago. it's like the ending to a twisted story where the bad guy gets what he deserves. i may have tried to care about how i came out of nowhere and reminded him that he loved me. but it was easier to just ingore my concience and go w/ it. and now...i'm where she was. damn it, if it wasn't so ironic i would cry.
he says he has a better "connection" with her. her...who he has only known for a week. her...who allowed him to cheat on his girlfriend even though she KNEW. i guess it would have happened eventually anyway. i mean, it's not about her...it could have been any girl who he dubbed better than me.
i think i've figured it out though...i think i was in love w/ the idea of him more than...him. although it would have been very easy to do so.
but through all my logic, i can't help but wonder WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME? i did everything for him...more than most girls would do...even when he cheated on me i was understanding and forgiving and i even prayed w/ him! but it wasn't good enough. nope, after a week of knowing her he decides that they have a better connection. it was an excuse. i know how long it's going to last. he's going on impulse. he may have gone about things all wrong when it came to me and him...but he's doing worse with her. it's too soon. they don't know each other. we didn't know each other and look what happened. although i felt like i knew him. we just...fit. oh well, i guess it's all over now.
my boyfriend broke up with me. ME! yeah, i know...big shocker to everyone who knows anything about my past. meh, it wouldn't bother me if i didn't care so damn much about him. but i do. and while i want to be pissed off, i just can't make myself b/c i was in his position not long ago. it's like the ending to a twisted story where the bad guy gets what he deserves. i may have tried to care about how i came out of nowhere and reminded him that he loved me. but it was easier to just ingore my concience and go w/ it. and now...i'm where she was. damn it, if it wasn't so ironic i would cry.
he says he has a better "connection" with her. her...who he has only known for a week. her...who allowed him to cheat on his girlfriend even though she KNEW. i guess it would have happened eventually anyway. i mean, it's not about her...it could have been any girl who he dubbed better than me.
i think i've figured it out though...i think i was in love w/ the idea of him more than...him. although it would have been very easy to do so.
but through all my logic, i can't help but wonder WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME? i did everything for him...more than most girls would do...even when he cheated on me i was understanding and forgiving and i even prayed w/ him! but it wasn't good enough. nope, after a week of knowing her he decides that they have a better connection. it was an excuse. i know how long it's going to last. he's going on impulse. he may have gone about things all wrong when it came to me and him...but he's doing worse with her. it's too soon. they don't know each other. we didn't know each other and look what happened. although i felt like i knew him. we just...fit. oh well, i guess it's all over now.