>>7683640I can't talk with someone else about this, so here we go:
10 years ago I broke up with a girl. She was the biggest love of my life, I guess. She was younger than me, but wise for her age. She loved books as much as I did, she traveled the world and she had the ability to see something beautiful in everything she stumbled upon. I loved her, more than everything. We were both young back then, but we had a strange connection which seemed unbreakable. We dreamed about a life together. Places we wanted to visit, kids we wanted to have some day, a family we wanted to be. It was wonderful, and I never felt something like that before or after her.
Some day, so slowly that I dind't realised it at first, she changed. Her heart got darker, and she got more quiter. I found out that she cheated on me, and I was devastated. We tried to work it out, but we didn't had any success. She promised me that some day everything would be alright and we could dream again together, that she would stop seeing the other dude, but it was a lie. We both lost a lot along this way.
The breakup was the most painful thing I ever experienced. Something in me died in these months. I still loved her more than everything, and she, while not loving me anymore, felt horribly guilty for causing me such pain. She knew that she killed something in me. But she stayed with her new guy and tried to be happy again. I just tried to survive.
