The Breakup I Never Knew I Was In

Dear Prince, 

I believe it is time for me to give you an answer regarding the message you sent on the night of August 11, 2020. The moment I got it, I texted you to double-check if it was really meant for me. You answered: "Who else could I share such a message with?" Sadly, I was not totally conscious that we were in a relationship.

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Our first interaction was on Facebook through a group which we both were members. I posted a comment, and shortly thereafter you added your own under mine. I found it funny and I also appreciated your play with words. Thus, our communication started. After that, you sent me a friend request which I accepted immediately. It’s a virtual universe, and we are at liberty to link up with whoever we want. After that, you started commenting on all my posts and we had nice chats.

One night, while I was asleep, you sent me a message saying, "I like your character and I would really want to know you. Why don’t you just give me your number so I can call you?" I instantly offered my number. That same night you telephoned me. I have to confess that you have a talent for keeping a dialogue mixed up and lively. You had me in stitches and through this, you managed to get me to believe you are an exuberant person which is the reason why I accepted your request for a face-to-face meeting. I was captivated by the digital version of you and could not wait to know the real you.

Our first meeting comprised a dinner and drinks, and after that, we decided to call it a night. One week after that, I gave you a tour of my apartment, and you made an entrance with a present. It was worth my while to have you there, and I was grateful for the gesture which was so considerate. When my birthday came in June, you took me out to dinner and told someone that I was your girlfriend. I laughed as I thought it was just one of your regular pranks. To tell the truth, I didn’t even think about it. We were nothing to each other more than just good friends enjoying each other’s company.

I had the impression that you were going to say something judging from the look in your eyes and the way you conducted yourself. You were nervous, like a schoolboy in love. I let you take your time but you didn’t say anything until the night was over and we were back at our separate places. That was the most intimate we ever got. You never indicated any interest, and neither did I. I would think, “Maybe he is not sure about me,” but I was pretty sure I would say no if you had been so bold since you came across as too good to be true.

After that evening, there was a noticeable reduction in the frequency of your messages. Your phone calls were also reduced and quite different from your previous level of contact. I convinced myself that it was work, or some personal issue, or something that was just temporarily taking your attention from me. I did not talk about it, because there was no point, it was your business after all. You would contact me whenever you felt like it, and it was perfectly okay if you didn’t that day or week. However, when the unspoken became too massive, I decided to text you: “Hey Prince, is everything fine with us, or are you just too busy to check on me? Anyway, I hope you are having a good time. Bye.”

I sent that message on September 9. You saw it but chose not to reply. My message was left all by itself and ignored in your inbox. I noticed that you had read it and thought, "Is something wrong with him?" On the next day, September 10, I tried to call you twice but got no answer. "Well, everybody has their difficulties sometimes. Maybe his difficulties are the reason he is not replying," I reasoned. I made up my mind that I wouldn't get in touch with you again until you did so first.

However, on September 11, when I woke up, I saw the following message from you:

"Dear Lucy,

It is with a heavy heart that I have to say that I am unable to go on with this relationship. Even though the period of our being together is short, you have already opened to me a side of feelings that I have never encountered in other women. The irony is that it brings me joy and it makes me want you more, yet I still have to say I am not able to carry on with this relationship. It has been great having you around and I am grateful, but it would be better for us to break up now than when things become really complicated."

I could not help but read the message many times, trying to fit it into the whole picture. "I can't go on with this relationship…" which relationship? "You have been an amazing girlfriend…" to whom? How could one even give such a title to a person who was not aware of being in a relationship with her? I was in need of an explanation, and you simply replied, "To whom else would I send such a message?"

After reading your message, let me share with you the sequence of my actions...

I acted as if I was having a broken heart. The night I slept crying, the morning found me with the thought, "This is not right. How can he just depart like this?" I went back to the bar we had been to the day and he ordered the same drink we had. I drunk too much until I got drunk and then I was feeling sick. A stranger brought me home that night. I didn't pick up my friends' calls because I was sure they would want to comfort me. I would not be comforted. Your kind of heartache is worse than a sharp knife wound. Three days without food for me, waking up with a girl who was unaware that she was dating you and acting as if she was broken-hearted.

- Lucy

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