Just broke up with g/f.
We were together for like 3 years. Then she surprises me with a breakup. I was really hurt and I tried to get her back. In order to do so, I did a no contact rule thing. After about 2 and a half months, she really missed me and I started hanging out with her again.
We went out on dates together, I kissed her, I performed oral coitus on her, she did the same to me. I never let it go further and after the first time I didn't let that happen again. I told her I wouldnt have sex with her because I loved her. She started to cry.
We went to seattle together and had fun. I made her a picnic on the beach. I kissed her and held her hand. Blah blah blah.
She calls me every night before she goes to bed. Lets me kiss her and buy her lunch. In the back of my mind though, I felt like she didn't "like" me the same. Her eyes didnt light up when she saw me. It was almost like she was her "real self" for the first time.
Today I was sitting here, about to go to the movies with her, when I said to myself... "Psycore, you aren't that guy. Dont be that guy."
I called her up, asked her why she calls me everynight before bed and lets me kiss her and take her on picnics. I asked her why last night she referred to me as "a friend". When she broke up with me the first time, she told me that I had a lot of "growing up to do". I told her that she was stringing me along because she has low self esteem, and that she was in fact the one that had a lot of growing up to do. I told her I cared for her a great deal, but I'm moving on, and I don't have time for any of this bullshit. I told her she was living in a fantasy world of her own creation. And if she had any self respect at all, she wouldn't string a boy along.
Then I said Goodbye.