I met her approximately six years ago when one of her friends came over to babysit my little sister, and she immediately swept me off of my feet (and I mean this literally, she knocked me off my feet and onto the floor, haha. This memory still makes me smile.) It didn't take long for me to see how awesome she truly was, but when I realized I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. I kept this a secret from her because I didn't want to risk ruining what we had at the time, which was a friendship where we were there for each other to talk.
After severing virtually all contact with her for about six months she sends me an e-mail expressing her love for me, remarking on how she wants to be with me, etc. We started talking again, and then we started seeing each other. We talked about marriage, sex, and basically where we want to go in life.
Fast forward about two and a half months and she's just not happy, says she needs a break, so we break up. I thought it was for the best of both of us, but I've been moping around the house, depressed and unkempt for the past several weeks.
Now, apart from my idea that I must be totally and utterly socially retarded, I don't know what to do. Part of me says give her time to see if she'll choose me as what she really wants while remaining her friend, and the other part just wants to be a moping fuckwit about the whole thing. I don't know if I really go through with the latter as I truly miss her and want to see her again but I can't really work myself up to go and see and talk with her. I have this idea that I'll just fuck things up even more with my actions.
So, what say you, Anonymous?