No, I'm sorry. We can't get back together.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
You deserve more. Don't be afraid to go out and find it.

Submitted: November 08, 2015

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No, I’m sorry. We can’t get back together. Yes, two years together is a long time and I have cherished the moments of utter happiness and joy that you’ve given me But no, we can’t get back together.

No, I’m sorry. We can’t get back together. In the beginning, we had it all. Same values, same shyness, same lack of experience. We understood each other in a way others couldn’t. Our early high school friendship with each other gave us common ground to start from. Coming together to that school dance, pressured by our friends, was an unforgettable night. The night I found my first love. Nerve filled dates happened easily each succeeding weekend and we fell into a comfortable pattern. Good, bad, and literal scars will stay with me forever. We were so happy; that beginning honeymoon stage. But no, we can’t get back together.

No, I’m sorry. We can’t get back together. Deeper and harder we fell. Faster and stronger feelings grew and the farther we went. We began to have our first fights. I wasn’t comfortable all the time, but I did it. Sliding your hands under my shirt wasn’t that big of a deal right? These feelings were new and exciting. I decided I wouldn’t say anything. It was thrilling to feel so wanted and loved. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed it. But I was still a little concerned. You said those three words late on prom night. I said them back. We both meant it. But no, we can’t get back together.

No, I’m sorry. We can’t get back together. A year passed and we were it. Our relationship grew deeper. Our connection was stronger than steel and I was head over heels. You showed me a new world and that I cannot repay you for. Both our lives forever changed by each other. A lasting impression I could not forget if I tried. We were known. We were THAT couple in high school. They only saw the outside happiness we projected. Not the real and hard fights we started to have. We continued to move on. Little by little I realized how far we had come. Sometimes I wished to go back in time to nervous pecks on the cheek and sweaty hands. We agreed going all the way was too far, but what about the doings in between? One big fight brought us to the edge of diverging. I gave in and we moved on. I was somewhat uncomfortable, but it was okay. We were happy.

No, I’m sorry. We can’t get back together. I’ve sacrificed a lot for you and your happiness. I thought that you were doing the same for me, but were you? I never doubted that you didn’t love me. I could see it in your eyes and the way you cherished me. You saw my crazy side and made things better. I turned the other way when my mom said she didn’t like you. I believed in you when my parents didn’t. Was I wrong? We moved to college and eventually I started to see the flaws. I saw the pushing and I saw the manipulation. I saw the difference between the beginning and the end. Was this what I really wanted? One lie brought us to the end. We tried to fix things, but the flaws were there. You changed.

No, I’m sorry. We can’t get back together. So close to being with you again until you told me about her. Two weeks broken up and she was under you. Yes, we were broken up. Yes, that is a time to explore. But, we were working on getting back together. After two years, shouldn’t I deserve more? I tried to forgive and forget but I couldn’t.

And yes, even though I would love to be back in your arms, safe, happy, and loved. No, I’m sorry. We can’t get back together.

I deserve more.


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