We met a few years ago on a site, and talked briefly here and there during that time though nothing significant. Four months ago he im’ed me and said he had something he waned to tell me. It ended up being that he had liked me since the time we had met, but didn’t want me to think I was just another girl no the internet, and he didn’t think that I would be interested. He was way off on that, I had always found him intriguing and was happy to spend time getting to know him better.
We talked daily for a few months, the situation becoming more serious and feelings more intense, until one day he told me that he loved me and I said the same. It wasn’t something I ever intended on happening, but some things can’t be controlled, its nature not choice. It was amazing, talking every day, a few times a week on the phone for a few hours at a time, and the rest of the time spent video chatting and learning things about one another’s lives. He told me things I was surprised to hear, but happy to learn. I want to know all I can about this man, he’s like a book that is an amazing read and you just can’t get enough.
Honestly, it’s been the happiest few months that I have had in a very long time, and the most that I have allowed myself to open and feel for a person in an even longer amount of time. Something about him was so inviting from the start. He told me that brought his emotions out in him like no one has in a long time, and felt comfortable enough to share parts of his life that he doesn’t share easily. I knew that the middle to the end of summer was going to be hard. Seeing as his parents would both be visiting him for extended periods of time. There wouldn’t be a lot of free time between the, his son, and the fact that he works nights. I understood this, but also thought that there would be some effort put forth to continue the communication. I mean there was some, but not as much as I had hoped.
My texting him during the day slowed to a minimum as I was receiving mostly silence in return. This caused him to IM me one day and ask if I no longer liked him and if I have moved on. The question surprised me and I answered honestly that I hadn’t.
He said I hadn’t been sending him messages anymore, but that he hadn’t been doing it either. It was a nice conversation and this gave me a spark of hope that I wasn’t wasting my time.
In the mean time I had sent him a birthday present. It arrived late, and I knew it was going to, but since we hadn’t talked in several days I was starting to get fed up and messaged him to say, ‘if nothing else let me know when you get your package H texted to say that he loved his presents and that I was sweet, that he loved me.
I was still feeling a little leary of the situation at this point and as if I had put myself out there for no reason. So I wrote him a letter telling him how I felt and where I stood. Again, days went by and I didn’t hear anything.
Then last weekend he texted me and was being somewhat his old self and wanted to cam chat that night. It didn’t end up working out and I was disappointed.
My status was set to I give that night. The next day being Sunday he messaged me to ask if I had given up on him. I went on to tell him I was frustrated and that’s why that’s what my status said and it was also the reason for the letter.
He said he had gotten and it and that I was good at expressing my feelings and he wasn’t. Then he asked me that he hadn’t replied and that he didn’t know what I wanted him to say. I told him that I wanted to know how he felt and what he wanted, to which he replied that he didn’t know what to say, but that he loved me.
Since then we haven’t spoken at all. I messaged him to tell him that I needed to know what he wanted and what was going on and that he was pushing me away, but he never replied. I am a mess. I have no idea what is going on at this point. Not sure if I should just walk away, or to continue to be ignored. How can something change so quickly and how can someone be so selfish or cowardly to let someone sit and fall apart.

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