Showing posts with label end of relationship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label end of relationship. Show all posts

Monday, January 16, 2012

My own sun

Today's 100 words:

In graduate school, I dated a guy I thought was the love of my life. When he said he didn't want to be with me anymore, my whole world crumbled--I couldn't eat or sleep... Even one of my professors remarked later--after I'd finally gotten over the guy--that I had been looking gray and sick for a while and he was glad to see me looking healthy and happy again. My mistake was not loving the guy but letting him rule my world--allowing him to be my sun. I truly hope my daughter never does the same.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

The girl who broke up with her boyfriend

How it should have gone:

*RING*

"Greg, there's something I have to tell you. Can you come over?"

"I'll be there in a few minutes."

...

"What's going on? You sounded so serious on the phone."

"Greg... I don't know how to say this, so I just will. There's someone else. I'm sorry."

How it went:

*RING*

"Greg?"

"Hey. When do you want me to come over?"

"Um, I don't want to see you anymore."

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

You live, you learn

Today's 100 words:
 
They say what goes around comes around, and I think there's some truth in that. Greg and I dated for six years, through high school and part of college. He was sweet, kind, and wanted to be with me, always talking about our future. For a time, I felt the same; I thought nothing would drive us apart. But then I met Rob--older, attractive, dangerous Rob--and I left Greg with no real explanation. But one reaps what one sows, I think. Not long after, Rob, who I loved like Greg had loved me, dumped me in the same abrupt way.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Her

Today's 100 words:

I slowed down as I walked past his office and glanced inside, as I always did. Even though we were no longer together, even though he had told me it was over, that he couldn't be with me, that he didn't see a future for us, I couldn't stop caring for him, loving him. I "stalked" him, I suppose, but never maliciously. I just wanted to know he was okay. But that day I looked into his office and saw him talking to her, their heads bent close together. I understood. I wasn't her. I could never be her.