Nicole Helfer
5 September, 2007
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The more time I spent with him, the stronger my feelings got and I strongly
felt that his feelings were growing as well.
Looking into his eyes and feeling his arms around me and his lips on mine,
were what I wanted for years. Every moment we spent together I wanted to tell
him and look into his eyes that I wanted him and that I've wanted him for years,
but whenever those moments arise I could never bring myself to say anything;
only because when I would go home after chilling with him I would always wonder
if he still wants me, if he'll call me, or possibly this whole thing is just a
game for him.
What I noticed though was because I live in Keswick and he lives in Thornhill
(two opposite ends of a suburban region north of Toronto), we couldn't really
see each other that much because he worked and I don't drive. The more time we
spent apart the more he became distant; the less he called me, the less we just
talked in general. In the beginning, I chased him a lot but chasing him only
made me heartbroken because he wouldn't pick up his phone when I called, and
wouldn't answer my text messages.
So I stopped and allowed him to chase me a bit seeing if he really wanted this.
Well, he didn't chase me, so I went away to my Dad for two weeks. When I called him
once from there, he said he was going to call me and never did, so I left it.
When I got back I had a dream he went to jail so I called him just to make sure
things were okay and when they were, then he started calling again. We would have
long conversations on the phone and he wouldn't go a day without letting me
know he was thinking of me. We didn't chill that much but I still made an effort to see him.
Now I'm stuck because now things are going back to the way they were in the
beginning. Is this my fault because I didn't follow my heart from the start?
Everyone told me to let him know how I felt, since I can't jump to the
conclusion that he already knows how I feel, but every time I tried to
explain to him how I felt he would hang up on me or he would have to go.
Did he just not want to hear how I truly felt about him? And how I can't do
this whole "feeling empty" thing?
This is really hard for me because in the
almost two years we were together, I waited three years to just be able to
be with him again and now it's like nothing matters to him. I wish I could
have change a lot of things about this whole thing. In the end I was only
pushing him away to save myself from being hurt.
But I was hurting all along.
I knew that talking to him again would only make me vulnerable and as soon
as I saw him all my walls came crashing down.
I don't regret calling him, as I think personally this was good for me to
just see him again. But as much as I'm hurting for him to just understand
how I truly feel, I guess things happen for a reason.
In the beginning, I did a
lot to try to let him really know how I felt, like driving to his house and
dropping off letters really explaining to him how I felt. When I think back to
it now, I should have really told him how I felt face to face because then he
could really understand and really know that I'm for real. I can understand why
he is so distant because I live far away from him and he doesn't really know
what I do and what goes on. He probably thinks I haven't changed
and the funny thing about that is I'm thinking the same thing.
We are trying
to protect ourselves from the past when really we are screwing up a good
thing. I made mistakes like not calling him as much as I wanted to and not
telling him how I truly felt when I had the opportunity. What I would honestly
tell people in a similar situation is definitely listen to your heart, tell
someone how you truly feel; don't wait and think about it. The more you think
about something and analyze the crazier you'll feel. I was jumping to
conclusions that were way out of this world but because I didn't allow myself
to let things go and to just go with the flow.
Now, I'm in a position where I
regret not saying how I feel and letting him slip away when I could have
had a better handle on things. I was being selfish to myself, when really
the past is the past. We can only help shape the future.
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