We'd only been dating for a couple of months, but still, when I heard the words "I think we should be friends" I cried. He had already brought it up earlier in the day, but I was hoping that I could change his mind. I knew he was exhausted and was hoping he would wait until after he got some sleep to see if he still wanted to break up.
He didn't. The six words that no one wants to hear. Those six words, that no matter how much you did or didn't like the person, cut you. I kept my composure as I said goodbye and walked to my car. The tears came. Not just little tears, big, sobbing, gut wrenching tears. He had broken my heart.
He moved out of state shortly after and I moved on with my life. It wasn't until I started dating Ethan that I realized just how insecure I was about that relationship. I didn't realize how poorly I had been treated and the lack of love and respect that was in the relationship. I had convinced myself that he was the one for me and didn't realize that I was doing all the work in a desperate attempt not to lose him.
I never thought I would talk to him again, but he surprised me by calling several months later. Even more of a shock was the purpose. He wanted to apologize for how he treated me. He realized that I deserved better than that. Although I think he was calling to try to get back together, I'll never know because before he had a chance to get to that, I told him I was engaged. Needless to say, the conversation didn't last much longer.
It's been over a decade since this happened. Looking back, I know that we could have had a happy life together. He's married now so he must have figured out how to treat a girl, but I'm glad that it's not this girl. I have better than a happy life, I have an amazing life. Noah was everything that I wanted, but Ethan is everything that I need. As much as it hurt, I can't help but be grateful for that broken heart.
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