The Beginning of an Ending

As of Friday, last week. My boyfriend broke up with me. I think, it wasn't as terrible as I thought it would be, but it was still bad. I ended up crying for about an hour the following day.

I know most of you will be like, "Seriously?" I know. lol But he was a big part of my life and it hurt me to know that just through anger, he wanted to break up with me.

My mother told me that when you're drunk, the truth comes out. Same thing with anger. So. It was bound to happen. Anyways.

Do I still love him? Yes, he was my first boyfriend and the 1st is always hard to get over.

Will I take him back? Maaaaaybe, cause I loved him that much. I know it's stupid and most women wouldn't do that and I know I shouldn't either, but I'm not most women. lol 

I am the fool who fell in love. :)

My mother tells me that we just weren't meant to be and that God has something way better in store for me. And I know, usually, the ex is always hated and I suppose I do hate him just a bit, for not taking everything he said back. I was just being me, that's it, and he couldn't take it, but a bit after that last message, he told me he deserved the least happiness... I don't think that. Not at all. 

Yes, he hurt me. 

Yes, he lied about Forever & Always. 

Yes, the promise within the ring that sat on my pinky finger ended up a lie, but I still care for him and I also want him to find happiness. Maybe not with me, but with someone who is made just for him. 

So, if he ever reads this and any family or friends, please understand. 

I loved him just like all of my family loves me. Maybe more, but still.

Adrian. I loved you. I really really did.

You can hate me or whatever but, I hope you find happiness.

That way we can both be happy and be in our Forever & Always. :)

~ Teresa