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ugh, ugh, double ugh, triple ugh. but i have to get this out of my head (at least somewhat) so i can get some sleep tonight...
that was the most awful thing i've ever been through. i've been dumped, i'd had people mad at me, i've lost friends, this is was actually worse than breaking up with someone. at least when you are breaking up with someone, one person is mad, and the other person isn't crying...right? i mean, it's much worse for both people to be crying and to not want to do what they are doing, right?
so, yes, i went out for the drink (i didn't get the replies in time....just ran out of time). we met, sat down, ordered drinks and dinner. she wanted to talk to me because of 2 things: 1) she was upset with me for trying to kiss her that day last week and 2) she had felt really guilty about all the time we had spent together before xmas after having such a fabulous f**king time with her boyfriend during that time. to this, i was not sorry, and didn't give her the satisfaction...it didn't bother me much...fine, that's how she felt, ok, whatever.
then, we eventually got on the topic of she can't give me what i want and i don't think we can be friends.
this is when it got truly awful. I thought before tonight that this was ultimately a good idea, that i could handle this idea, not being friends anymore, completely cutting off this pseudo-relationship. not until i was actually faced with the reality of it did it register with me. i was SO upset...i just couldn't bare to think about not being hanging out, not doing friend stuff. she basically said she didn't think she could be friends in the way that we had been acting...i said i don't think i could deal with anything less than that. that i just couldn't do it.
i made my mushy statement of "i love you and i would spend the rest of my life with you in a second, without reservation." that stung her a bit and she asked if that was a throw back in her face about her marriage/commitment-scared boyfriend. i said no, i just need her to understand that is how i feel.
we talk about all kinds of stuff for a bit, and then it becomes clear that we are headed towards "can't be friends" territory and that it was basically over. i started welling up like a little pathetic wuss, and told i couldn't have this conversation there, i just couldn't do it. we decide to go to my place and continue the talk.
it quickly gets into mutual and constant crying. us constantly saying we don't want this. that we can't believe it.
she says i am her best friend, she loves hanging out with me, loves being friends, that she is happy with me, but that she wants to be with her boyfriend. that she needs me to be happy, because i mean so much to her, that she can't bare seeing me upset. that she is sorry, that it's her fault.
there was tons and tons of stuff. lots of discussion of her feelings for me, my feelings for her, how sad we are. a little holding at the end. more crying. "i can't believe i'm not going to email you tomorrow, not see what you are doing, not see what you are doing this weekend." it was so damn awful...so so awful.
she said how amazing she thinks i am, how she thinks i will be ok. she said i will be ok and she won't. i said, you are losing a friend, but you get to be with the one you love. i don't. she said "no i don't." well, then dump him, damn it! i'm right here...
there was some waffle-ing at the end where she said she hoped this wasn't totally over, that it just will take some time. i honestly was hoping so as well. maybe i'm just completely hopeless, that all this advice is all for naught. cause i cannot live with the idea that i'm never going to be friends with her again. we said at the end that we will try to talk, that we just need some space for awhile.
i know this isn't what should be happening...but...damn, i would like to save the friendship...her emotion, tears, words...they just made me realize that she does care about me, at least as a best friend to her...that she genuinely cares for me.
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