Hi, it's a long story here and I need help. I'll try to keep it short. Your views are all welcome.
So I met him a year ago and we got talking. Initially, it was all arguing and debating about intellectual stuff like Quantum Physics, stereotypes etc. We found each other to be smart enough to talk to. We really got along well. His friends were suggesting him to get together with me because they thought we'll be perfect together. To rub it in their faces he asked me out and we discussed the pros and cons of 'us' happening. We hadn't ever considered it before but when we did, we were surprised at how good we'll be together. The only con was that he was moving to another city for college so it'd be LDR for us. Yet, we gave it a shot. Things were great! Our first kiss told us we were meant to be together forever like the souls connected. It went like that for a while until we started fighting. Misunderstanding cropped up and the distance was overwhelming. Then toward the end of November 2015, I was stressed out and went into a sort of depression phase. Things got bad between us and we were both vulnerable. I was miserable and he worried himself too much about it. We fought even more. He got too busy after that, I was getting desperate for some answers and troubled him too much with it. He didn't pay any attention to it and let the relationship take a back seat. We were farther than ever and things needed sorting out. It never happened.
He turned up in the last week of December and told me his feelings for me had died. He said he was getting negativity from me and that we were never 'the one' for each other. When I proposed that we should probably give it a try in the future because true love doesn't die, he just said that when such things ended for him, it was final.
The thing is that we were so deep in love. When we were together in person, the world went to hell and it was only the two of us there, we could never stay away from each other even for a second. We knew it in our hearts that we'd be together till the end. We wrote deep stuff to each other expressing ourselves, something we never thought we could do! We saw a side of ourselves we never knew existed. We couldn't even bear the idea of seeing each other with someone else. It was the first relationship for both of us and it was love. We saw our futures together. He couldn't think of having kids with anyone but with me. It was all bright and wonderful and we were strong. How does he say it died and died forever? Does true love ever die? Hell, how many people can one see their future with? I couldn't even imagine having a soul mate, I never believed in all this stuff and there he turned up, proved me wrong. Ever since it's only always been about having him or nobody else. That's not because I'm some stubborn, obsessed moron (well, I sure am stubborn), but it's because I have a strong feeling we're to be together. And let's face it, how many people can you see your future with? How many people can you feel this way for? How many people make all that difference in your life and complete it? That's how I've felt about him, and I know at some point he felt this was about me too. How does that change so easy and just dies like that? Was it all situational? I agree he was getting that negativity from me back then, but that was because I was full of it when I was depressed. Doesn't mean it'll stay forever.
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