me n my love we broke up. I did it because I thought I needed things I couldn’t get if we were together. Like more freedom, to go out with my friends and not have to tell him everything, I thought I needed someone with the exact same goals n values, and I thought he wasn’t like me. I don’t want to do the normal thing of have kids n get married n all that shit, he does. So we broke up. I was in shock for a week than I realised what I’d done n wanted him back. He ignored me n then 5 agonising days later he told me he didn’t want me. So I partied hard to forget him. But I knew he’d come back, I knew he knew what i knew, that even though we weren’t the same there was something perfect and magical about being together. N he did he came back to me, last night we met up for the first time in 18 days n had a really good talk about what we need. N it was perfect, the things he said were perfect, I love him. He said it’s going to be better this time n I believe him. Maybe we just needed this speed hump to make it even better.