I turned this in for part of an assignment for my expository prose class

I turned this in for part of an assignment for my expository prose class.
Romantic love hits different it’s electric and overwhelming. It sticks around when it shouldn’t or disappears in a second. I’ve had three romantic relationships in my life. The first was with my high school sweetheart. But he went from sweetheart to abuser real quick. That love dissolved as fast as the coke lines he snorted leaving me with emotional scars to match the physical ones. My second relationship was long distance. After 9 moths I found out he wasn’t who he pretended to be he was all lies. That love was fake just like him.
Then came the third relationship the only healthy one I’ve ever had with my now ex A. He’s the type of guy who brings back chivalry in a world that thinks it’s dead. He’s generous in a world full of greed. Smart, kind, funny, respectful the whole package. We met in a friend’s garage and started dating less than a week later. Six months in I was finally starting to love myself. A made me see I deserved better than liars cheaters and abusers. He showed me that love starts with loving yourself first.
But now just days after submitting this it’s over. My future feels wrecked. Before we dated I was good being single trusting I’d know the right person when they came along. I thought A was that person I really did. I pictured growing old together being each other’s forever. And now? I don’t know how to let that go. I know I’ll move on eventually but I don’t want to. It feels like part of me is missing.
It’s wild that we were only together for 9 months because it felt like so much more. I thought we could get through anything. But I pushed him away the first guy to treat me right and now I’m stuck with this pain feeling like a failure. I just want it to stop.

Last updated on:2024-12-21T20:49:45+05:30

Comments (1)

Casanova2
Casanova2 1 y ago

So sorry to hear that I really felt what you said.
I couldn’t picture a future without her either. She broke up a month ago after so many fights even changed her number. Now it’s just me alone on a dead Sunday feeling like crap.
But hey it gets better we just need time to grieve and heal.