I was on a past relationship for a while... things weren't working out so "great" and I really had deep feelings for this guy, we always somehow made it through for a year and a half together. We were broken up for a while and he started to ignore me and didn't want even a simple friendship together. I got to admit I did a few things I regret... bt no ones perfect and I showed him I had changed for him because I really wanted something serious with him. At some point he also put in his part to make it work between us but after a while it seemed like he was tired of trying or I bored him or simply he didn't want me anymore. I was so appaled that he was willing to throw everything we had together away. I begged him and did things I never imagined doing or saying, he didn't seem to really care. Two months later he sees me moving on and not caring I actully began to smile and laugh harder than before... I heard a lot of rummors of him with a lot of girls and somehow he made it possible to get to me as if he wanted me to know about him. He sent me a message out of nowhere... n says the most awkward thing just to start a conversation I'm guessing. He asked if he culd see me as friends and at first I didn't want to but heck I was kind of curious to see him after so long. So we saw each other and I felt nothing for him but just an old memory came to mind... that made me sad because he broke me and I still gave him that chance to see me after he did me wrong because I never turned my back on him. And he did... I might have been a bad GF at some point but never did I choose anyone before him. He chose even new girls he would meet before me, or his friends , etc... he says he regrets everything and he's going to prove me wrong and a lot of other stuff. But just to think of everything he did to me makes me have some kind of hate towards him. God I'm so confused I would have done anything for him at some point. Some part of me says listen to him but then not really... and it seems like he's not doing much to trying again. Help me...