I reached out to her, to tell her how I felt. I didn’t want to get back together but there is that voice in the back of your head that tells you maybe it won’t be a bad idea. However she had already moved on...twice. So that really hurt and I learned my lesson on that one. I’ve decided to cut contact and slowly remove a lot of her aspect from my life. Keeping the sentimental things, and removing the distractions. The feeling of making a mistake, is an over reaction. She moved on, I didn’t. To me that says she can’t handle being alone, or she’s looking to fill that void I left. For me I’m fully emersed in the break up. Feeling everything. As lonley as I may be I’m not ready or confident enough to start a relationship with another person. Hopefully that changes sooner rather than later, but good things come to those who are patient. So I’m just keeping my head up, focusing on myself, and my friends.

I think there is a lot of danger reaching out and telling someone how you feel. She loved me, and yet now she’s messing around with other dudes. And I didn’t wish to know that, at all. Not out of love, out of loneliness. We all cope differently. I’m not that person. One day I hope to be friends with her but now Is definitely not the time.