I put us on a break, because being in a relationship is just too much unnecessary thinking and drama involved. Too much uncontrollable emotions that lead you nowhere. I can't have this holding me back.
I put us on a break for 6 months, because he says he won't have the time for me which his busy year ahead. He isn't confident that he can handle the time needed to be spent on his position as vice president for a club, as a student in his last year of university, as a friend, as a passionate basketball player... feels like he's putting me last. Prioritising me last.
So the easiest way is to give him the time he doesn't have. Give him 6 months. He says I'm blaming him all the time... I don't even know what to say anymore... no more left to say. These 2 months studying overseas away from him has torn us apart. I have lost the feelings, I've discovered how much happier I am without him... without having to think about him 24/7, with having to miss him, to tell him to give me certain things like his time. I'm sick of it... the past 5 months have been nothing but drama...
I don't regret him being my first... but in this point in time... I don't feel as though he will be my last. I enjoy being single... so much more carefree. So much happier... I don't have to feel demanding and hate myself... I can love myself again. I don't feel loved as his girlfriend, I don't feel he cares. I don't hate him, not at all... he is a good guy. I was blessed that he was my first... he was extremely gentle with the heartbroken girl that I began as. He taught me things, he didn't put me back together, but he taught me how to put myself back together.
In a month I will be home, and I will have to deal with this... whether the feelings for him will resurface... or am I really happier alone.
But then there is this other guy that I met on this trip overseas. He was actually a crush I had back in the last year of high school. I never formally met him but I was there when my friend was talking to him since they were friends. He was tall, so he caught my attention... and against all odds, he happens to be here on this trip and we get really really close. To the point of lying in the same bed whilst watching Breaking Bad (with my friends in the other bed next to us). I am highly rational and though I crave to hug him, to be in his arms... I restrain myself. He is tall and he gyms so he is very well built. He has a highly amazing body. But his personality... is not one I seek in a boyfriend. He isn't bad. He's kind (gives money to beggars on the streets) but he's quite timid and shy, indecisive... not attentive enough.