The Former And The Future

The Story

Hello. My story is short, unlike the endless wounds and the void it left in me. I'm a young girl. Beautiful. Smart. But not in love. I'm still alone. I've never had a relationship. I am 25 years old. I am distrustful and closed. It's not like they didn't call me temerut. I rarely communicate with men. I have no such friends. There is a thrill for them, but something always happens and love never comes. There is no intimacy, no soul contact - the things that lead to a relationship. I met a boy 2 years ago. We went out and walked once. Then he went abroad. We kept writing to each other and got used to each other. Every day we shared, we wished each other good night .. and I seem to have fallen in love .. Did I mention that I am stupidly in love? It just hadn't occurred to me to keep in touch with anyone that long, albeit virtually. Somehow strangely attached. He invited me to visit him. Directly, indirectly, he told me anyway. I was so small, stupidly proud and disoriented to make such a decision and give myself a chance with someone I really got close to. He waited for me for a while, hoping he would think about it. And because we are in reality and because he is a nice man, at one point he just gave up and found the woman next to him. I accepted things as they are without drama. It hurt, but in the end I wanted him to be happy. I wanted to, but until I realized that his absence was killing me. I confessed my feelings to him. He was silent. Whether out of insult, shock or disappointment from my delay, but I do not want to believe that from nepukism. This reaction derailed me and I continued to write to him. I am confused because it suits me and does not repel me - something that a man in love and commitment would do. Moreover, he knows about my feelings for him. I don't understand his demeanor!

Last Updated
September 13, 2020
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