By previous heartbreaks I don't mean anything to this scale. I'm referring to my ex of a year he was my first heartbreak I met him in school, we were friends more than anything and I wasn't what he was looking for at the time. Hence why I felt so betrayed. He stole my first kiss, and I honestly believed at the time I had strong feelings for him somewhat confused with "love". I was 18 and I stayed clear of all male attention although I wasn't fond of disrespect, major put off.
I've never cried over a guy to this extent and I've never ached just to know someone. I miss him so much it's all I think about. I'm completely comfortable with myself and far from needy, he pursued me and I just really look an interest into the person he was. I mean if I started to pick at everything physically, I'm quite tall and skinny, he was just about an inch shorter than me, he wasn't my "ideal" fantasy guy. He would stutter and has the most adorable lisp. He said he was nervous around me that's why it kept happening a lot around me. I found it so cute.
He was literally everything I adored in a man, he was respectful and such a kind soul, like not only towards me towards everyone. That's what made me fall for him so quick. We spoke about the future and he told me he wanted to marry me and share my life with him. I know you might think too soon and I should have known "all guys want sex" business but he seemed different. Like honestly the way he considered me in decisions just shows how genuine he was. He wanted to settle down after I finish uni and he owned the restaurant. We both wanted to buy a house together. I mean at first he said he was going to buy it but I didn't see that as fair, seeing as I want to be a working woman and I value having a career, wouldn't be right.
He was ok with my views on sex and he told me he respected that, he was honest I had no reason to doubt him. At first we made out, he started getting touchy and I stopped and made it clear I wasn't ready and it didn't feel right at all. He didn't react out of character because he asked me well before if I was a virgin and I said I am, and I want to wait until I fell in love. He said he liked my approach and didn't mention it. After a few times of seeing each other, we spoke about the whole sex thing and he didn't not once mention it was important to him, in fact he referred to me as his girlfriend and I'm not going to lie it was the best feeling ever. When I got comfortable with him, he kept asking and asking and asking just to try and get a little closer and how it would make him happy and by him satisfying me he would also become satisfied. He did ask if I could return the favour but I wasn't comfortable with it, I only allowed him to compromise and make him happy. He was fine with it, I didn't touch him either he didn't initiate that either. He only went down on me the once and that's when he tried to put his finger inside.
He asked if he could and I said no, but he did anyway, he got angry and this is when I realised I wasn't making him happy. Even though we didn't speak of what had happened that night after getting to the hotel, I felt so horrible inside, like I couldn't help him. I wasn't ready for sex and if being with me was causing such distress I thought it would be best if he found someone else. This is when I realised sex was important to him and I was causing him to be unhappy, it felt wrong so I let him go. Trouble is I miss him so much, and I don't think I'll ever meet anyone I have a connection with like that again. Which is what brought me to this forum, I thought I'd seek advice because I'm meant to be "getting over him" and I think I've exhausted this situation with my friends.
They say he was just chasing my pants and when he didn't get it he left, he known what he was getting into because I didn't hide it and it was clear. He was honest with how he felt, but I'm struggling to see it like that I honestly think I love him but I can't handle making him go through that again. Do you think this will ever get better, like I cry each time I remember him. I'm scared I