Ok so here's my sappy story haha... My ex-boyfriend Mike and I dated for aboutr a year and a half. We met through friends in July of '05 and he immediately pursued my like crazy. He would drop everything for me. He was my first boyfriend and my first love. We would see each other probably 2 or 3 times a week. I was very non schalont about things with us and he never knew whether I liked him or not. He told me he loved me one month into our relationship. There was one problem thought, he was Muslim. Me being Arabic and understanding that mixed religion relationships don't work out very well broke things off with him about 2 months into things(around the end of September). A few days after I broke things off with him he asked me to give it another chance, but I said no. We continued talking and me being only 17 at the time would just tell him that we were friends. We still talked probably 20 times a day and still said I love you and all that stuff but we didn't hook up. We would kiss and hold hands and cuddle though. So basically we were the same as before except without the title. This went on from September to December. We exchanged Christmas gifts and he called me his girlfriend. In February, my senior year of high school a girl approached me and told me that she had been sleeping with him since September when I broke up with him. It was a very sticky situation. Me being soooooo thankful that I never planned to sleep with him, confronted him about it and he cried on his knees to take me back and that he was sorry. I told him I never wanted to talk to him again and a week later he called me begging me to take him back. A few days after this happened my best friends dad passed away. It was a very difficult time for me and I was vulnerable. We ended up getting back together in March(about a month later). Then in April, he got in a drunk driving accident. The accident wasn't a bad one, and the cops let him go but his parents are very very strict and he got his cell phone and his car taken away for 4 months. I only saw him twice a month probably. He would BEGGG me on the phone at night... "Mahlia I just am so afraid that you're going to get fed up with my bull**** and say forget it, please please be patient baby, please." I believed that he would do the same for me so I did. I waited for 4 months for him. Finally in August he got a car and his cell phone back and things were going good. We were so in love, but I have a pretty strict family so I never slept with him. I'm one of those girls who would never ever ever ever be the first one to call a guy and I would play hard to get and so on. My friends and family kept saying things to me like... Why are you with him? It can never go anywhere... You guys aren't going to get married blah blah blah... This got to me so bad. I finally brought it up to him. I just said that people give me a lot of **** about being with him because of his religion. I wasn't rude or anything to him though. And he told me that he had never htought of it like that before which I find hard to believe though because it was kind of an elephant in the room sort of thing. I sort of feel like everything went down hill from there. We did have other problems though like he was very very very not trusting of me and would be on my *** about everything... what I was wearing, who I was with, where I was going blah blah blah... Coming from an Arbic family though this was normal to me and my dad is like that so that explains a lot. Also we never ever saw each other. Granted he works for his family business and works about 70 hours a week and goes to school full time, but he would always chose to be with his friends over me. Also he would make plans with me and then cancel at the last minute. It would make me so upset. He started becoming distant a little. Granted he would still tell me how much he loved me alll the time and that I was his world and blah blah blah. I broke up with him about 3 weeks ago. Realizing 3 days after this that I love him so much I didn't want to be without him, I told him I thought we should be together. He agreed. The week after we got back together was amazing. I felt very in love with him. I really thought things were going well until a week after we first had broke up, he broke htings off with me. He said that it was because he wasn't happy but I don't know if I buy that. Did he pretend to be happy during the past week? Because honestly I hadn't felt that connection that I did that past week in a longgg time. Then again who am I to tell him that he was happy? I honestly believe that if he wasn't happy with us then he did the right thing by breaking things off. I was sooo shocked that he broke things off with me I was devistated. Things weren't over for me and he still remains my best friend. I love him to DEATH and I know your proly like OK so you love him w/e.. no I really really really do love him. He really has a good heart and makes me laugh like no other. We still talk but just not as much and we still consider each other our best friends. I have had my doubts through out the relationship about whether we would just be better as friends, but I can't STANDDD the thought of him being with someone else. Is that just my attachement to him talking? I just need a guys point of view. Someone who will not beat around the bush. BUT PLEASE DO NOT JUDGE LOL. I know you're probably like wow this girl is crazy to still want to be with him, but maybe I just needed to see it on paper? I dono but I would LOVE your feedback.. MWAHHHHH LOVE U!! :)