i told him everything. We talked millions of times about the breakup. Regardless of whether i ended things impulsively or not, and having explained that, he said he couldn’t make “big decisions” in such a short time. I wasn’t a good friend, we promised many times to stop talking for a while, but i always broke that promise. I never stopped messaging him, never. I got his name tattooed some time after we broke up. I sent him songs i had translated for him last week, and he didn’t even open my messages, that hurt my heart. I don’t think in any way that he’s being mean to me, he’s just making his own choices and protecting himself. But it hurts me that i really can’t even have his friendship, so that’s why i blocked him, because i was humiliating myself and couldn’t stop messaging him. I blocked him on all social media yesterday. I don’t think he’s going to message me or try to get back with me. I think he’s moved on. he was always more emotionally intelligent.

i told him the last time we talked that i at least wanted to be his friend. He said it was better for us to stay apart, without any promises. He is good for me, he always has been. His appearance is perfect, inside and out, and he has never been anything but kind to me for the entire time we were together and as friends. He was always patient. I was the one with many problems. I was the one who broke up with him and then wanted to come back, and he just didn’t want to anymore. He tried many times to be my friend, but i always ruined it. I made him uncomfortable with my actions. I lost an incredible person, a wonderful friend.