And I'm still deeply in love with her. She's moved on to a new fella, and is seemingly happy. Of course for somebody I love as much as I do her, I'm happy for her, but inevitably it also saddens me greatly.
We were together for just over a year, on our anniversary things were awesome, she made me the most beautiful present in the form of a photo album of our "first year"
As we were a long distance couple, at the end of that day I became saddened that we had to go to our homes and not see each other again for atleast a fortnight. I was a little tearful in our final hour that day, and I think that it set the wheels in motion for our break-up. No chick wants a needy guy, right?
Anyways a couple of months after our anniversary she claimed that we should go on a "break". God, I'd heard that before from a previous acquaintance. That relationship was nowhere near as intense as my last one, so when my ex said that, my heart broke.
Looking back at the time of the "break" I handled the situation appallingly, I was forever checking up on her, and pressuring her into making a decision regarding our future. Until one day I snapped, we argued and she called it off completely.
She was "The one" in my eyes, so I'm really giving myself a hard time about my actions when things could and should have been reconciled. A potential wife lost due to my pathetic, puerile and immature bouts of insecurity and hurt.
balls.