Please realize that every time you argue, it effects me too. It puts my mind and body into more stress.
Well screw homework ... I'm going out.
It's over for real this time, which means two and a half years spent with Paolo is over. We've been running into problems for a while and there was no point of holding on once I started to lose feelings for him. I knew I'd fall out of love, but I just didn't know when it would happen.
Problems began June 17 when we "broke up" the first time around, however the fact that we loved each other was enough for him to convince me to stay. Things have been shaky ever since and things felt even worse when we went away to Ucluelet two weeks ago. Since then, I've been slowly backing myself away ... and I felt awkward around Paolo. Every time Paolo would show affection towards me, I'd second guess him and question why he was doing this after he told me he felt less attracted to me.
If you asked me a year ago if I wanted to marry Paolo, I would've jumped and said, "YES!" Now I hope that Paolo won't ask me to marry him whenever we go away. I was so in love with him and I wish I enjoyed it more than I did. I still love him, but not as much.
I started to cry earlier, but when I called Paolo to see when he'd drop off my stuff he said he was busy. The tone didn't make me to happy, so I stopped crying and decided that I don't need him. This is a new chapter in my life and I will be happier.
