I hold onto every last hope of getting back with this girl. I know by any sane onlooker I'm lost, I would say the same... She wants space, for now, but wants to maintain friendship. I know what that means.
I accepted that, and tried to act as understanding as I could, because I've perhaps been less than brilliant to her these past... nearly 11 months. We're perfect together, on paper. But everyone tells me I'm too mature for my age in terms of relationships, and tells me that I shouldn't be as serious about them.
I said we wouldn't talk, and would meet up after a while to exchange stuff, but asked her if I could continue wishing her a good morning... I've done it for the last 11 months... She said yes, and damn... that made me the happiest I've been since she broke up with me (albeit the short time since yesterday, I've been up VERY long hours both days).
I'm holding on, I'm stupid, I wasn't good enough... I want to be good enough, I saw it coming, just the smallest of change on my part would have made the world of difference... But I realised that too late :/