My first and unique serious
relationship till now took me 4 years. I was 16 and I did not know what I was
doing. It didn't take me so long to realize that I was the full head of the
relationship while she was the heart.
We were the perfect couple
but, at time, I became emotionally empty while she turned into an
obsessive and jealous woman.
One day I decided to break
up. She deserved the truth so I told her the raw reality. I didn't love
her.
I knew what love is because
she was in loved with me but my feelings wasn't even close to hers. It was
horrible. I still remember her face of pain. She was crying as if her mother
had died.
People thinks that the one
who finish a relationship doesn't suffer but it is not true. It is really hard
living with the doubt if I did well or not. I tried without success to
move on by travelling and sleeping with other women. I knew I didn't want to be
with her, but moving on is not easy. She is a nice girl that I will always
remember. I shared with her my first love feelings, my first sexual experiences
and more.
I know that it is strange
but I want to be in love as she was and feel the pain she felt. I think it is
just what I need to know what is to be in love.
