after 3 years he comes home to tell me that he cannot afford to take care of me anymore. That he is heartbroken he has make me and him go on a break. That it would be the best , for us to work on each other alone. And to get money issues taken care of. I pack up everything and move back to my hometown ( I moved to be with him). Tells me days later maybe I made a mistake but too late for that. When I ask if there is any future I get the rude answer I DONT KNOW . Weeks go by , and the “im going to work on myself” goes out the window. He falls or rather starts loving someone else. it just happened. so im left with empty promises. . and a broken heart.
