The night I asked my soon to be girlfriend on a late night drive to a state landmark, I realised I had met my kindred spirit.
Although I was too nervous to make a move I finally got the courage to do it. That was 2 years ago and I wouldn't trade her for anything.
We've done the long distance romance through most of it and the love has held us near. She told me a year into it that she had made up her mind and that I was the one she wanted which made me very happy because I felt the same way and told her so.
A few months later after an extensive job search on my part I made the decision to move closer, leaving my family and friends in Virginia, I courageously made the move to Florida, knowing in my heart that it was the right thing to do. We would still be a couple of hours apart but that was better than 10.
That was six months ago and I wish I could better understand what exactly I did to make her want to leave. We did have some communication problems but nothing major. The indications she gave me up until almost the start of our break period were all of love and having a future together. I found out that she had been falling out of love for quite some time, even before I had moved down, and that hurt so much. To think about how many times we told each other we loved one another and to find out that she did not mean it.
My trusting heart is broken and it's by far the greatest pain I've ever experienced. I still love her and hope that in the end it will be but I think she has strong doubts.
I just don't know how to stop hurting.