Non, that's romance. Something like that is damn hard to come by. I had it and everything was perfect. Then a few weeks after Valentine's Day (this year) things started getting "phishy". Valentine's Day was perfect. I came home from school for the weekend, did everything perfectly. I made her a double disc CD of love songs. They were sappy, but damn they meant something. Dinner, sleeping together, breakfast, the works. She even put rose petals on my bed. However while I was gone her social life wasn't much. She hung out with my brother a lot. Through him her social life picked up. I always knew she was a party girl, but I had no idea of what was coming. Flash forward to spring break. My gut felt something wasn't right and I needed to fix it. That whole week was a mess of mixed signals and pain. Then I got back, and the talks on the phone got less and less frequent. It seemed like it was painful for her to say those words (yeah Dawson crap, total drama). She decided we needed a 'break' so she could figure things out. I complied. She didn't think about seeing other people, that soon changed. Now I've found out she's slept with one of my friends, and two other guys that are players. She's had a couple (or more) boytoys since we broke up, I've had nothing. Now I realize that even though I feel strongly for her, we can't possibly date or get married. We have too little in common. Bottom line: It sucks, it hurts, it blows. Not much else you can say about it. You've got people to turn to though.
