Ban-Dodger wrote:
RetroGamer87 wrote:
I know I was on a good thing with her and I know I won't find a girl of her calibre any time soon, if ever.
Hey, I think I can relate to this, too ! O_O Then again was she really high-calibre...Was she? Pretty face but careworn. Fat but she sucked her stomach in whenever she went out so it wasn't that obvious. Nice smile, nice hair, nice skin.
She presented well. She dressed well. She always chose the right makeup. I focussed too much on her appearance. I wanted us to be perfect and I thought that meant we both had to look perfect. The trouble is, so did she. She worried about her appearance so much and I made it worse when I should have reassured her that she was already beautiful.
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She got quite angry when she learned I'd been starving myself. I worried my friends and family would think I was "settling" when actually my friends and family thought she was beautiful.
She wasn't a ten out of ten by looks but what I remember most was her personality. She was fun. She was
really fun. She was funny. She was a good story teller.
I've dated girls since her and they just seemed boring in comparison. I don't want to spend my life with a girl who bores me.
She shared my obscure interests. How many other girls have a collection of retro games? Not many. How many other girls have seen every episode of Star Trek? Not many. She introduced me to new sci-fi authors. She shared the same tastes in music and introduced me to new bands. She was even a cat person. Like me.
She motivated me to go out and do stuff. We went on adventures together. Sadly that stopped before we broke up. She got depressed and just wanted to stay at home. I wanted to go out. I wasn't able to support her emotionally during her depression. I wanted to but I didn't know how.
Now I don't go to places either. I'm not dating her so I have no motivation to go to places. All I do on weekends is either stay at home or work overtime. Sometimes I work 7 days per week as a form of escapism. When I was with her working over the weekend would have been unthinkable because it was would mean missing out on our adventures.
Some where planned and some were spontaneous. One night I jokingly suggested we go to the beach in the middle of a rainstorm. She agreed and we actually did it.
We used to talk for hours. Even when she wasn't with me it was very common for me to talk to her for 4 or 5 hours per night for 3 or 4 nights in a row and we never ran out of stuff to talk about. With most people I have to force myself to keep the conversation going and I have to try really hard to think of new topics but with her 5 hours could pass like 5 minutes.
She's gone now. We were friends for a while. Even as friends she was easily my best friend. We still talked on the phone for hours.
But then she said she wanted to break off contact for 4 to 6 months. This caused me far more pain than breaking up with her did but I complied with her wishes. I texted her 4 months later. I emailed her 6 months later. It's now been 8 months and I haven't received any reply from her.
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