We were involved for nearly 1 year and 10 months

We were involved for nearly 1 year and 10 months. The first year was mostly long-distance just texting. She visited my city twice during that time but never made plans to meet me. Later I found out she was actually in love with a 24-year old DJ who lived here. She’d post stories hinting she was nearby things like you’re the love of my life and I genuinely thought those posts were about me.
When I learned the truth from someone else I ended things. She even sent her brother to talk to me and later told me He played with me it’s over. A month passed and she came back posting things like sometimes you have to close a window to open a door. We started talking again.
The first two months after reconnecting were rough. I couldn’t stop thinking about the DJ situation. I kept asking questions hoping for clarity. She cried almost every night but never showed me their final chat and that haunted me.
I did my best to move forward. I saved money to spend on her tried to make her happy. But I wasn’t perfect. Sometimes I skipped her nightly video call requests even though we were on calls most of the day or met every few days.
She also refused physical intimacy saying making out felt disgusting to her even after 8 months together. She never posted about me on her social media despite being very active. She didn’t invite me to her birthday party saying it was at someone’s house with her brothers and their friends.
Two months before we broke up I asked if we could make our relationship official. She said no citing family issues.
I also made a mistake. A female friend had given me access to her Instagram to help with a university issue before leaving the country. I didn’t tell my girlfriend about it. Maybe part of me wanted some kind of revenge after the DJ situation. She eventually found out and was furious.
Despite everything I truly loved her. I tried to fix things but we finally broke up this August.
Since then I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her. She’s in my head constantly. I sleep barely three hours a night wake up with her on my mind and sometimes cry for an hour straight. I even dream about her like she’s an angel.
I loved everything about her her face her body her style. And now I feel like I’ll never meet anyone like her again. It’s hard to imagine ever letting go. I think I’ll carry her with me for the rest of my life.

Last updated on:2025-10-03T18:08:02+05:30