It was in 2002 that i met Y .The me then was unambitious, overly laid back and the kind who had no goals..jus living one day at a day type.He was the exact opposite.Intelligent,very soft spoken and gentle.A executive with a great future.But it was not til the third date til i fell for him.Our relationship was very intense.Y was very very affectionate and sweet.He was perfect.
About two to three weeks into our relationship,he started becoming distant.I was too afraid to ask y til we stopped all contact.Then when i could not stand it anymore,i called him.His reply was that there was just something lacking in our relationship but he just did not know what exactly.And that he felt his feelings for me were just not strong enough.By then i was crying and pleading for one more try.After a long talk,he agreed.So everything seemed fine for awhile...We even went to Genting( i think he would agree too:We had the time of our lives)He was still sweet but no longer very affectionate.But i really felt he was really trying hard to accept me.On our second day back in S'pore,he hid a diamond bracelet in his car which he gave to me later rather shyly

.Around that same period of time,he gave up his stable job to start a small business with a friend.No more shirt,pants and ties.No more 9-6 comfy airconditioned job.Instead a supplies 'uncle' job carrying heavy cartons,wearing slippers ,working 5am to around 10pm!!! However, both of us could not avoid the fact that somethings were missing.Especially after i saw the old letters his ex(es) had given him,and those he had given them(they had returned them to him).Those letters showed another side of Y.How he was when he did love someone,how a giver rather than taker he was.He was capable of loving.Those letters were like a wake up call for me.The truth was he did not love me.
Soon after seeing those letters,i became very insecure.This led to our first quarrel.In a moment of rebell,i told him i would agree to a break-up.Very surprisingly,he hugged me and told me no,he would try his best to love me.In our fights that followed on later,our fights would be always about he telling me he had tried his best but we had to end.Then the fight would always end with me kneeling on the floor asking for yet another try.It would end with his heart softening.The soft spoken,gentle man was no longer there.I had pushed him to the limits,forcing him to love me.
Once he kicked me in my stomach til i flew far away,cos i was clinging to his legs in an attempt to retain him.For sometime,i was staying at his place.Despite all,we were just like any normal couple.holding hands,watching movies.One thing both he and i would agree is the fact that with or without love,we were very very close.We were like perfect soulmates if not for the fact that he did not love me.He once told me:"How i wish i did love you.''I never did give up then,hoping that one day he would.I was his secretary,his best friend.
This seemingly hopeless relationship dragged on til 2003.After a million i-dun-luv-u(s) from him i still could not let go.Til the day a fight so big erupted,he in turn begged me to let go.So we could both live again.I realised how selfish i had been.While we were together,i had given unconditionately.And he had cared for me endlessly,knowing he could not repay me with his love.I had changed a gentle man into a man into a man who could turn vulgar and a little violent.With the support of friends,i let go.I was really over him,so i thought...............
Around 6 months after we broke up,some how we met up again.I had met someone i quite liked at that time.Y started calling me very often and he was different to me.The way he treated me felt like the way i hoped he would in the past.He told me he had a galfriend of about 2 weeks,that really really was a galfriend in name only.I knew they saw each other and spoke very rarely.They were really nothing.We became closer and closer and my feelings once again grew again...
He told me he missed our past.I He felt something for me really this time,but to give him time to break off his other so called relationship.I was so in love again.I mean, he was so so sure of his un-love to me the first time.If he can tell me this later,surely its true cos its after alot of serious thought???I thought lucky me,heaven is fair after all.So i happily continued to be by his side,supporting him,doing all i could while waiting for him to settle the other woman.
Haha..so i waited n waited til he told me (again):"i broke off with her.But sorry,i realised that i really dun luv you.sorry.''

how would u feel in my position?.Around this time,he had a serious offence pending.His business faced financial difficulties.I was so worried and felt the only way was to be hostess. I was selected but(luckily?) was kicked out by the 1st customer cos he said i was too decently dressed like a nun!I ran out and was thinking what had i degraded me to.So i worked in a nightspot trying to save some $ in case he needed it.
Y soon got a letter to inform him of his re-service soon.His business partner had longed been out of the business.So he had for a long time been doing everything by himself.So it was decided that i would help me,and also hire a driver cos i could not drive.He said he would give us a try after he settled his things.Anyway,He did not have the time to teach me his business..From 6am to 11pm,i worked like hell.Carrying goods heavier than me.I was 44kg,the goods could be as heavy as 60kg.I told myself i had to hold on.
Besides the physical torture,there was mental torture.Cos i had no experience at all,alot of things were fxxxed up.Over the phone,Y would scold me sometimes.When the driver did not turn up one morning,i really wanted to end my life.Y's re-service was 2 weeks.After a few days,a lady called(Y had diverted all calls to my phone).Without me even asking,she said she was his gf rudely and hanged up.I was like,feeling so dumb..I had been hanging on cos of the chance he promised.....But i put it aside cos there was no time to think about these.
2 weeks later,he was out of camp.I was so hopeful u would show some appreciation by at least bringing me for a movie.But no,he said he was tired.So i went out with my friends instead.We were going to a night-spot and imagined my hurt when i saw his car in the car park,at 3am.......All these time there had been traces of someone else.His paper work had been done by someone,i knew cos of the handwriting.He admitted it was indeed a woman's writing,but jus a friend.I brushed all my negative thoughts becos he was soon to be with me again.i strongly believed that cos despite everything he had not lied to me before.If he had someone he would tell me..
One morning i called him and there was no
response.After a few tries,a girl answered.I was in a state of shock

when she said:"Y is sleeping.I'm his girlfriend."I jus hanged up.I took a cab to his place immediate.I did not know what i wanted myself to see,or not see.I was in a daze,not daring to go up.Upon reaching,i called my friend.She said:''Go.I want u to go up to see the truth.After seeing it,face it bravely and walk away.Dun shed a tear."I did. I banged on the door til my palm bruised.But they did not open even though there were whispers.Her ugly shoes were outside.Finally Y called me.From the background i heard her shout:''The REAL GF is here!Wat more to talk about?"
I told him to talk it over but i did not want to see her.He came out to the staircase.Yes, he had a gf all the while while re-service.I asked y he had promised me a chance?Was it cos he jus needed me to help him??He kept silent.He said:''I have more chemistry with her.''I was very calm.My heart was dead.3 yr of love was over.So,i walked away slowly.Telling myself not to look back(in the past,i would often turn back n hug him).No,walk on..I did not turn back even once.Think even he was surprised i did not.Only upon reaching downstairs,i allowed myself to cry.Cry cos i had been replaced.The one playing with his dog,joking with his mum,packing his things...She now could do all that. While i had been downgraded to sitting
outside his house,she was now queen.Y had given her that authority
Being replaced in someone's life is a feeling i think only ppl who gone through know.I had always adored his parents and wished to bring his mum to concerts and dinners.Now that will forever remain a wish...Wonder y his taste changed,cos he never liked loud speaking rough types like his GF now,but ppl do change.For his offence,he was in jail for 5weeks.
My heart pains when i think of him in jail.Good life pampered boy,how to tolerate drinking toilet water?But he is out now.I do feel hatred to him whenever i think of his string of lies,his broken promise..But the other day i sent him a sms:"If u want we can remain friends.The past is the past."Cos i feel that if i continue to feel hatred,i can never move on.
If someone does not love you,even a million dollars or years or sacrifice will not move his heart.If someone loves you,u don't have to do anything (or you can do anything)but he will still love you .