I realized I wrote a frickin' novel before but this is the gist of it:
I'm 23 years old and it's sad to say that I finally met my first love. I just graduated from college this past summer after 5 years at a four year school. During my fifth year, I met a girl who was a junior and it felt like everything just clicked. We started hanging out alot starting last November, she wanted to take it slow, we waited about a month before having sex, and by New Years, I asked her to be my girlfriend.
We continued enjoying each other's prescence and I felt there was no end to what I could be giving her. By February, we were laying in bed together when she just told me she loved me. I was very surprised but told her I loved her back very excitedly. That's when it began going downhill.
I couldn't find any income at school so I was forced to go home on the weekends to work for the rest of the semester (March-May). Our time together went from 7 days a week to three days a week, with me trying to cram in friends, schoolwork and her into three days each week.
When the semester ended, she wanted to live at school because she hated being home (didn't like the kids she grew up with). Her friend backed out of living together and I mentioned something about us living together and she clung to that. When I didn't find any real job for the summer, and loans were piling up, I decided that it was more practical to live at home. She couldn't live by herself and moved to her home 3 hours one way from mine.
During the time we were apart, I began backing away from her. I realized that maybe this love thing came a little quick for me and needed space to realize how I felt. The problem is that I didn't tell her how I felt scared that it would hurt her. She picked up on it instantly and having nobody at home for a social outlet, she clung to me. Called me, texted me, and cried to me all the time asking why I wouldn't call her and text her and send her stuff. This desparation really turned me off and I completely shut down on her.
By the end of the summer, she was back at school and had all her friends back. I graduated so I was back home and apart from her. I brought a friend with me to hang for the weekend because she had to work, and even though I asked if it was okay and she said it was fine, all I got when she was working was "I wish I could hang out with just you." That night we had a huge fight we had where I drank and walked away when she tried to have an argument and a few days later she gave me an ultimatum. We need to go on dates and see each other this many times a month and so on. I didn't communicate to her on the issue and after a week she just stopped calling.
I picked up on it and within a week or two I was calling her asking what was going on. I went to see her and she finally gave me the "We need to talk" statement. She said that I was still the one, just not now, have some faith and I just need some space.
So what do I do? Call and text all the time, shower her with attention and she got angry. The next week I saw her for lunch and pretty much broke down and told her about everything I was doing wrong and that I changed and all that, and begged for her back. All the cliche lines and it wasn't even on purpose. It was sad, she said she wanted to believe me but I was being desparate and gave me all my stuff back.
After that I wrote her a letter saying that "you were right, I wasn't respecting her space and I was sorry for that. I know how we felt for each other is genuine and I'll give you as much space as you need. We just need to have a little faith like you said." This pissed her off even more and I got a phone call screaming about how I thought I was going to get another chance. I didn't get angry, just told her that I was ready to work on things when she was and I wasn't waiting around.
Two weeks went by (we're in October now) and I got a call from her telling her I need to send her brother's video game back. But she called, she sounded upset. I read into it and texted her a few days later saying "You sounded upset, I hope everything is okay, I'd love to talk if you weren't angry." She called me back within an hour, and before I knew it I was telling her how much I loved her, what love was, and how it wasn't out of desparation. Her response? "What you did to me was unforgiveable" and "I have a boyfriend, we are taking it slow, he treats me right and he's facebook official with me like we never were." Ouch.
That weekend I was in town for Halloween and her friends saw me and told her I was around. She texted me all friendly like you should come see me and hang out. I responded with a blunt why? and she responded to that with a pissy "I thought it would be nice to say hi but nevermind." I never ended up seeing her.
The following weekend I was back to visit some friends and I ran into her and her new boyfriend at the bar. I thought I was ready but when I saw her with him I was in such shock and sadness that I ended up just ignoring them the whole night. She saw me knew I was there and I'm sure enjoyed seeing me act like that.
I guess what I am trying to figure out is what the possibility is of us getting back together in the future? I wasn't honest about my feelings, acted selfishly, and really screwed up during the break up stage (went from "you are the one, not now," to having a new boyfriend in about a month). I know that she loves or (loved) me based on how much she was willing to do to keep us together and I know I love her but I discovered it a little too late because I didn't get that space until we broke up. I'd love some honest even brutal opinions if you have them.







