Life experiences are not always pleasant. In fact, it’s usually the unpleasant ones that stick with you and are harder to move past. Ending a relationship, for any reason, is one such experience.
He loved her. Of course there were elements of the relationship he did not enjoy. There were certain idiosyncrasies of hers he did not enjoy. But he loved her and she loved him.
He confided in a friend that something about the relationship seemed off. The friend, a wise and reflective confidant, suggested his gut was trying to tell him something. Even though they loved each other, sometimes it’s not meant to be.
He contemplated the comments of his ally. He realized that merely considering a breakup meant such an occurrence was inevitable. His mind made up, it was time to act.
She knew something was off when she sat down on his old but comfortable couch. She clenched her purse like she knew what was coming. He leaned forward as if ready to catch her if she would fall from the shock and said: “I don’t think I can be what you need right now. You deserve to get what you want and need.”
It was an emotional moment. Hurting her was the last thing he wanted to do. Seeing her in such pain was bringing tears to his already swollen eyes. “It’ll be okay, I promise.” He said this with no other intent besides comfort. She replied the only way she knew how: “I know it will be. I just wished it would have been okay with you.”