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Fast forward to these past 3 months. We've been talking again. I was reluctant at first because of past experiences and I'm almost finished with school. I'm on an upwards trajectory to where all of my goals are attainable. I can see the end and it's looking pretty damn good. She left the guy she was talking to. Wanted to just be friends again. I'm like "Okay, whatever." Again, we make plans and I go to her. We spend a week together. Everything was the way it should have been for the past 15 years. Sex was amazing. Laying around in each other's arms. Dinner and movie time was exciting. Laughing and enjoying being with each other was what we both knew we needed in our lives and we made a vow to make it work this time. She finally did it. She told me to leave. Her ex was coming to get his stuff and she didn't want any problems. I knew where this was headed. I leave and she texts me that she got back together with him. I laughed and said "Of course you did. You can't stay committed to me" and went about my way.
She would still text me and we would talk. Saying we would make it work somehow and that when I finished school for good, we would do our thing, finally. A few weeks ago she breaks it off with him for good. I'm happy. I'm thinking "Finally, maybe she finally realized what real love is." Nope.
A week ago she tells me what we had and the week we spent together wasn't real and that she loved someone else. It coincides with her husband getting out of jail, so I know where it's coming from.
I haven't talked to her since. I still have her texts and pictures on my phone. I look at them every day but it's just a reminder now; to not get involved with her and no matter how much it hurts, that I have to let her go and make her mistakes. I know me, so when she contacts me in a few weeks, months, years, I'll go running back. But this pape is exactly how I feel right now. (4/4) sorry so long
