I met a guy on Match.com last year. We hit it off right away. This story could get very long, so I'm only giving the barest details. He lived in NYC, so this was a long-distance thing. The first time we met I think it was love at first sight for me (before that day I didn't believe in it.) It was almost like God had made this man for me, in and out. I spent a lot of time in disbelief, on cloud nine. We did the long-distance thing from December (our first date) to June, when he dumped me. He said he didn't want to do the long-distance anymore. Fast forward to last night. We had very little contact, only through texts. After much self-reflection I realized I was holding on to the fantasy that he was going to come back to me and give it another try. Deep down I knew that wasn't going to happen. So I got the courage to tell him we needed to sever ties completely. We had agreed once wounds had healed we'd give being friends a try. But I didn't want to be just friends. The more I thought about it, the more I was drawing out the heartache and just making it worse in the long run. After I severed ties, I realized that this was the day we met, exactly one year earlier. Oh, how I cried! But I know deep down I made the right decision. Just wanted to get that off my chest.