Surrendered ... A Long Story ...

The Story

I met him a year ago. It wasn't love, I never thought it could be love. You always make the difference between chat-meaningless and unloading and love .... only with it I went much further. I was surrounded by walls, and he patiently smashed each one, I let him in so close. There came a time to see each other ... not just "the internet still connects us but BTC divides us. Well ... we saw each other. He wasn't my type, but the character ... the way he made me I feel ... with a special, unique, the only one But he was far away I at one end of Bulgaria - he at the other We talked on the phone, on Skype, but I knew that such a connection only hurts that there is no future. I procrastinated my "I love you" because I knew I couldn't do it, I knew that chatting was one thing and seeing each other every day would be different. I told him "let's be friends, and when circumstances allow us to try the other option" ... and he kept telling me "and what, to catch another, and when you tell me that I'm all for you, what am I going to do with her" ... I believed him, I believed he loved me and I suffered because I didn't want such a relationship, but I loved him ... for God's sake, I loved him, but I told him it was better for both of us if we just let the feelings come true .. after 5 days, however, I couldn't stand it, I wanted to hear it ... to be everything as before. But I was curious what he was writing to his best friend. I went into her skype and there he saw how he wrote to her ... that she was the special, tender, beautiful "everything you would like in a girl" ... he didn't feel guilty because of me because we had already separated. And here came my surprise - she answered "YES" ... she told him she had feelings for him too ... I was furious. I wrote to both of them ... accusing them of attacking, insulting him ... and he was so cold. And I just couldn't stop the tears. He calls me in the morning. He claimed that he was sorry that I was the original that he could not have and that she was the copy that reminded him of me. He cried while telling me how I am the dream he will always be accused of losing ... Days passed ... 1-2, I couldn't eat ... I didn't talk to anyone ... I wrote to him several times and I explained to him how only I was to blame ... and I forgave my girlfriend ... I justified her to myself ... I pretended to forget. I wrote to her again and talked to her as if nothing had happened, I pretended ... I also talked about how I suffer, how I don't eat, how I don't talk to anyone ... and after 10 days I decided to be at least friends with the man who made me so changes. I wrote to him again ... I told him how confused I was .... Until one day I asked this "best friend" of mine why he didn't share it with me ... and she shared it with me. He told me that he was still writing to him, as if I had failed and there was no one to catch me. No longer because of what he did to me, but because of how she betrayed me ... for the second time. And he swore he wouldn't do it to me again. My last farewell to him was yesterday - he wrote to me. He said he thanked me for what I did because I had done what he was ... "I created monsters" was my answer ... he said he was really sorry only for the year he lost with me, and now he feels free .. and that he was free for more than a month before this happened ... I kept cold ... colder than I thought I was capable of, but it doesn't make me feel better ...

Last Updated
October 10, 2020
Author:
holiy_hot

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