I'm 18 years old, I met a young man, I was very expecting a serious and long relationship. If to judge, it's generally my first relationship with a guy. Before that, there was simply no desire to have any obligations to someone. Flirt, dates, cafes, movies - it's all limited to my will. I liked freedom, no prohibitions, do not go there, do not communicate with that and that, as it usually happens.
I met a girlfriend at the birthday with a very handsome self-confident guy from a wealthy family. He himself did not hide, he called a womanizer. He drew attention to me and expressed his sympathy without hesitation. After the birthday, continued to communicate with him, and on the third day he already offered to meet, become a couple. He said he would be very happy if I agreed, wanted a serious relationship. I agreed, but for me the inner world of man is much more important than the external appearance. And at first I looked closely at him, tried to learn more about how and what he was like. And I was not in a hurry to reveal myself and completely trust. I was very afraid to fall in love and be deceived. But what happened in the end.
It's been 3 months and he left me. During these three months, a lot happened, we saw each other 2-3 times a week, spent a lot of time together, I spent the weekend at his dacha, met his parents, went with their family in the Moscow region, lived these days at the hotel (they the family always went somewhere for a weekend). I introduced all my friends, everyone knew that we were in a relationship. He exhibited photos in the social. networks with pleasant signatures like "with a beloved girl" and the like.
I'm pretty pretty, not complex. He always complimented me about my figure (I go for fitness), and said that I'm beautiful (although I do not consider myself to be a pretty beauty). He said that he was in love, that he needed me, that he became an dear and close person. He was very nice to me, he was a gentleman, he was such a guy with whom I could go somewhere to a bar, drink and dance, and the next day go to a theater or a museum. I'm a bit shy with unfamiliar people, and he always started the conversation himself, and we never kept silent, always discussed something and laughed a lot.
But for my part, he was always missing something. For all the time there have been a few conversations that he does not feel bestowed: I do not approach him, do not kiss the first, do not embrace that I am an uninitialist, he wants more affection and tenderness. This is my first relationship and the first pancake lumpy. Over the last 3 weeks of our relationship, we only met normally once (and 2 times he stopped late in the evening for 10-20 minutes, chatted quickly, see, because he was very bored and all). He lives in the suburbs, in a private house, and at that time there was a lot of study and time did not allow us to meet. Called and corresponded every day.
Still there were such reproaches on his part, they say, it seems to him that I want to part. Because of that, again, that from me there is no impact. Maybe among the readers there are people, lovers of astrology, I'm on a horoscope scorpion, and he scales. I promised him that everything will happen, that I need time. That I will kiss myself, hug myself - with my parents and friends it was somehow inconvenient.
And that's when I fell in love with him, as they say, up to my ears, and I was filled with love, and I wanted to give it to my beloved person, he left for study for 3 days in Nizhny Novgorod. He called me with him, but I could not because of my studies. I knew that girls were going with them, among them his ex. About their relationship, I knew everything and completely trusted Stepa and I was sure that nothing would happen. They met exactly one year ago, about 2 months and he himself threw it. She never rolled up hysterics, was very calm, always kind and affectionate. He did not have a spark.
When Stepa was in Nizhny Novgorod, we also corresponded every day, he said that it is not very convenient for him to be among a large number of girls, knowing that I'm in Moscow and I miss him. He called me on the morning of the last day of his stay in Novgorod and offered to come to him on the weekend (although before his departure he said that he would be busy and we would not see him on the weekends). I said that I already went to Moscow to visit grandmothers and I can not. He replied that it was a pity, we talked a little more about that and about this and that's it.
In the evening of the same day we parted: I wrote him a very nice and pleasant sms, that I miss that he lit a light in my heart, that butterflies fly in my belly and the like, I literally do not remember. He wrote back that he did not feel it. That nothing has changed during this time, and I also do not show anything. And I very often speak with sarcasm, and then wrote to him in response that I will buy myself a box of chocolates and eat everything alone, and there will be in me at least some tenderness. He replied that I do not need him that much, I'm not serious and I'm talking nonsense. And he wrote that he did not care, that's how he wrote "I do not care" directly to all my excuses.