I'd been dating a girl, April for a bit over two years.
She was the sister of my best friend, and I sort of fell into a relationship with her after spending time at his house, we had fooled around in the past, her and I, but then we started a proper relationship. She had a child to a previous partner, which was a bit of a problem for me, he was a bit under one year old when our relationship started. We had some tough times, and she battled with depression and various phobias/anxiety. But over time we both really developed and our relationship became almost perfect, her depression and irrationality disappeared and all of my insecurities faded away. I even started to love her child who was now almost three.
Her and I were amazing together, most days was a fun filled adventure and we could talk about anything. I trused her completly and loved her more than I could imagine. The sex was fantastic and life seemed perfect.
Then my father died, and I went a little off the rails, she got me through most of it and I will be eternally grateful to her for it. But I needed some time to myself, and to spend time with my mother who was not living in an empty house. I dabbled with drugs (nothing too serious), and although I was completly functional, I didn't want to drag her through my shit while I worked it out. So I broke up with her, and I told her why.
Then along came this girl Denise I had had a crush on well before I started my relationship with April. I flirted with her and it really helped me to get through not rushing back to April. Then after a few attempts at winning me back April told me about a guy she had met who liked her. I considered everything from my current perspective, and thought that since April had been my first real long term relationship I had no idea what I was doing and that I should get out there and experience life while I was young (I'm 23). Especially since she had slept with many more people than I had and even had a child with one of them. I started seeing this new girl Denise and things were exciting and new and fantastic.
Then kablammo!
Around three months later.
I had worked all of my stuff out, and I knew who I was in life. I was ready to live life again, and I knew April was all I needed in my life.
I broke up with Denise and told April how I felt. But she had found a new boyfriend, one significantly older than I am, with his own house, and more responsible than I am. He told her he was going to ask her to marry him in October, and introduces her to his friends as April His-last-name. It happened so quickly and out of nowhere.
I asked her if she would marry him, she said "maybe"
I asked her if she could ever see us getting together again she said "sometimes"
she said her and I have minds very much alike, and that her new man makes her feel inferior to her all the time, he doesn't appreciate the little things
he never stops or relaxes, and she misses our cuddles etc (I assume by "etc" she was implying she misses sex)
she said she misses me
So, April's new boyfriend is a good guy, and at the end of all of this I do just want her to be happy, really I do and if that is with him then so be it. But I think she'll be happier in her life with me, and I'll be happy for the rest of my life if I get to spend it with her. Because with her my life will be special.
I want her to marry me more than anything, and I have told her she should marry me, but she says it's a difficult decision, and she still stays with her boyfriend.
I said I'm sorry for making her life more complicated (regarding the me saying she should marry me) and she said, it's ok as long as I ment it. I replied "it's the only thing I'm sure of in the whole world". Before we broke up she asked me to ask her to marry me and I did, three months too late apparently.
when I see her we flirt, and she hugs me at every opportunity, even making excuses to hug me, and she always talks about how when we talk it puts her in such a good mood and she can relax when she is talking to me.
I had sex with Denise when I was with her around the time April had sex with her new boyfriend.
I would give everything I own to have her back, but I fear I'm too late...
What should I do?:
Give up?
Keep trying?
Anything?
Thank you, It's been many months now and I just don't know what to do. I wake up thinking about her and go to sleep thinking about her. I try to get over her but she is everything I look for and all that I want. I feel I have given up the best part of my life and it's all my fault.
Help.