by JTF » Mon Dec 13, 2004 12:18 pm
astonamous,
We had been argueing via email last week, with the finale being her telling me "I'm not angry anymore. I'm just resigned."
I took that as that she though it was over, and I was right. I swent the next few days coming to terms with breaking up, and thinking about how it would actually be better for her. But by the time we got together and talked face to face she had changed her mind. When with her I wanted to change my mind and stay together, but it was still in my mind how she would be better off finding someone who would be better for her. I even proposed splitting for a month just to spend some time apart and clear our heads, then seeing how we feel next month. She didn't want that. As much as I hated to see her tears I still felt that it came down to her either crying it out and moving on, or drying her eyes only to probably cry again at a later date.
I didn't want to be responsible for any more tears in the eyes of the woman I nicknamed "Sweetness."
Still, all the way home I wanted to pick up the phone and ask her to take me back... (and still feel like it, but don't want to make her cry anymore)
astonamous,
We had been argueing via email last week, with the finale being her telling me "I'm not angry anymore. I'm just resigned."
I took that as that she though it was over, and I was right. I swent the next few days coming to terms with breaking up, and thinking about how it would actually be better for her. But by the time we got together and talked face to face she had changed her mind. When with her I wanted to change my mind and stay together, but it was still in my mind how she would be better off finding someone who would be better for her. I even proposed splitting for a month just to spend some time apart and clear our heads, then seeing how we feel next month. She didn't want that. As much as I hated to see her tears I still felt that it came down to her either crying it out and moving on, or drying her eyes only to probably cry again at a later date.
I didn't want to be responsible for any more tears in the eyes of the woman I nicknamed "Sweetness."
Still, all the way home I wanted to pick up the phone and ask her to take me back... (and still feel like it, but don't want to make her cry anymore)