As it turns out.
It didn't work out.
We broke up.
During Christmas break.
And I wasted my whole break on him, not seeing friends I wanted to, and arguing.
For nothing.
It was a mutual thing but more from his side.
He couldn't keep some promises, went back on lots of concrete, serious plans.
So we talked.
I said it didn't seem like he was as interested anymore and that by that point it was fine, but I wanted to know.
I didn't want to be strung along.
He said he still was, but I didn't (and don't still) really believe him.
And this was the outcome.
And we're trying to stay friends.
Cause I don't want to lose one of my best friends on top of the best thing I ever had.
But it's hard.
You can't just give yourself so completely to someone, have to pull it all back, and have all these boundaries, all after just a few words.
It doesn't work like that.
I'm still in love with him.
And some small part in the back of my brain is thinking, what if we hadn't had to talk, and just tried to work things out?