I know what we had was special and genuine. We used to be so close, talking to each other every day. She would send me love letters via text and love songs. We were very passionate for one another. She took me to Disney World for my very first time when I was 22, then back again just this last March. She got a tattoo of a Phoenix with fire underneath its wings to symbolize that I, a fire sign, were the flames beneath her wings. Hell, she even bought a couch for her office just for the fact that it was called my last name. I don’t believe that someone could just come in, enrich your life and show you all the love and affection you had never received before, just to throw it all away in an instant.
I know exactly what I did wrong in the last few months of our relationship. I was constantly being a downer because I had gained a lot of weight and I wasn’t the handsome confident man she met any more. I was also drinking heavily which factored into my mood as well, and letting my insecurities get the better of me by letting people’s opinions bother me. I used her for emotional support and I never thought to ask her about what was going on in her life; the drama she was having to deal with. It was always my problems. I took her for granted because I thought she’d always be there. I didn’t do the things a good boyfriend should do and let her know she was appreciated every single day I saw her or talked to her. If I ever get a second chance I will never make that same mistake again. I can recognize my flaws and my shortcomings and I’ve began to change them.
