Ended a year-long relationship a couple weeks back. It's our one year tomorrow, actually...
I can't say enough good things about her or the relationship. We saw each other regularly, did tons (including travel) and never fought. She made me a better person. She nurtured my inner child. Our chemistry was great. Only, my heart never lit up. I hated the thought of her being unhappy, but I scarcely missed her when we were apart, and I often craved space - and other women.
The road ahead looks a lot like the one I was on before we met - dating, sex, disillusionment - but I just couldn't put on the happy face any longer.
This wasn't the first time I needed a "break". But I knew I couldn't put her through this again...
The last time I really fell in love was in my early 20s. It was rapturous, painful, and when we got together things were simple. My loins didn't wander.
I'm a lot older and more experienced now, but relationships feel so much more cerebral. I know the woman I let go of was an almost perfect partner...but I felt very little.
Did I mess up, or was I just not in love? I can't even decide if I should be hard on myself or more sympathetic. I caused her a lot of pain.








