From Our Readers: It Hurts To Ask Someone to Stay When All They Want to Do Is Leave
I met you exactly on September 7. We got to know each other for a while, and I felt like I found myself a true friend and my best friend. At the time, I wasn't in good condition.
Three months after I met you, I fell for you. They told me it was too soon. They told me you were still in love with her, but me being the stubborn person I am I didn't listen. I let myself fall for you, but little did I know you were falling for me too.
I don't know what you saw. I'm not pretty, nor am I smart. I'm not funny nor helpful. I'm not a lot of things that they said you wanted in a girl.
So why did you go for me? Honestly, I don't mind though.
We went strong for almost three years. We ended exactly August 13, the day right before my birthday. On the day of I got flowers, chocolates, a life-sized teddy bear, and a pretty big tub of ice cream. I still remember the tub, though. It was the very first tub we shared ice cream in. But when you gave it to me it was filled with folded up paper. On every single piece of paper was one of OUR favorite quotes or things you would whisper in my ear when I cried to you.
I loved you and I still love you. I see you from time to time, but now you're avoiding me. It hurts so much to see you every day and know you're not mine anymore.
The thing that bothers me till now is the fact that you didn't even tell me why you broke up with me. It hurts knowing you left, but it hurts even more that I didn't even get an explanation to why you left.
It's painful to say goodbye to someone you don't want to let go, but it's even more painful to ask them to stay when you know they want to leave.
You were and still are the person I trust everything with. You're the one person I'd drop everything for. You were the one that picked me up when I fell. You were the one pieced me back together when I broke. You were the one who stuck up and shielded me from all the negativity that anyone threw at me. You were the one I leaned on when I needed support. You were the shoulder I cried on. You motivated me to do my best. You were the one that made sure I succeeded in everything I did.
I still love you, but I'm tired of trying to get your attention.
I'm letting you go now. I hope you're happy. You just need to know that, you're my first love and I'm thankful I met a guy like you. Thank you for all the memories and all the firsts.
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