I apologize in advance for the length of this post, but any advice (including criticism) is much appreciated.
2 weeks ago my girlfriend of 3 years broke up with me. We now both go to the same university and live close to each other. This was her first semester here, but I've been here for a year longer and am used to things. She was stressed throughout most of the semester...both from school and grades as well as feeling bad about dividing her free time between her suitemates and me. I fully understand this, and always tried to relieve her stress and re-assure her and love her as much as I could -- and when we were stress-free our relationship was absolutely fantastic. But there's more to it...
We have been best friends for the past year and a half. She had been very depressed at the end of high school, but made it through that with my support and knowing that this year we would be together. She's still my best friend...or at least was up until the breakup. But over the past couple of months I think we have drifted in this way and she feels more comfortable talking to one of her suitemates (who's a really cool girl who I really like as a person, but I missed some of the closeness that was lost between my now ex-gf and I).
She broke up with me 2 weeks ago, right before the toughest part of the semester (including finals), which she is really stressed about. I am too, but I'm used to it, and I find that I care much more about her than worrying about exams. Since then we've spoken very infrequently -- every time we talk it ends quickly as she says that she has something else she has to do. I worry that maybe the ultimate factor that caused this is that I was too loving and she felt smothered by it. When we were together I always understood that she had other things that came first and that I was satisfied just with the knowledge that she loved me dearly. The weekend before we broke up, she called me on Saturday night -- she had decided to watch a movie with her suitemates that night, and I went with some friends to a party in my apt complex. She called me later that night and was extremely sad and missed me badly and didn't like that I had been drinking (even though she knows that I never have more than 1-2 drinks) and basically I could tell that she strongly regretted not having been with me that night. While we were together, she loved me very intensely and aside from the strain we felt from when we couldn't be together our relationship was almost perfect.
My confidence was shattered after she broke up with me -- I was in shock and didn't understand -- I wanted to talk to her about it, and we did for a while, but she cut off communication for a while (probably feeling guilted by talking to me and seeing how hurt I was. After two long, hard weeks and trying all kinds of things to forget (I go to the gym 1-2 times a day now), I have my confidence back now and know that I could walk up to another girl at a club and ask her dance without even caring if I should be rejected. But still at night I can't sleep for hours at a time and I know that the only girl that I want to dance with, and be with, is my ex-gf.
So now I'm at a point with one week left in the semester. By next weekend all of her difficult finals will be over with and she should be much more relaxed. I was thinking of making one final, all-out effort next weekend to try to get her back -- flowers, a card with a poem written just for her, and dinner. I told her I want to be friends with her still, and she says she still loves me (but only as a friend), but I find the two to be pretty similar. My thinking behind one last effort to get her is that after 3 weeks apart from me and with finals over, I want to make a beautiful gesture to show her what she still means to me and hope that there are feelings inside her that feel the same still for me. She's a beautiful, caring woman that I care deeply for -- we hit it off immediately from the moment we first met years ago and have grown steadily even when being through a lot of tough times. If she has one fault, I think that it is that she often cares too much -- to the point where she wants to please everyone in her life, especially me, but feels hurt when its just impossible to actually do. And so when she feels like that she decides to just stop caring about what stressed her the most. I'm sure my love blinds me to other faults, but that's the way I feel.