the break up

i'd never broken up with someone before. if you can call it a break up. after all, we were only together for a brief period of time, and even then, didn't see each other all that much...

i felt terrible, because although i didn't think it would be the end of the world for him, it's never really nice to be told it's not going to work. but in fact, he barely seemed to care. most of his response were 'fair enough', and when i asked him if he could think of a way to fix the problem, he couldn't come up with anything. he didn't like my solution either, so that was it.

but let's face it, we had nothing in common. which is funny, really, because he has so many thing that i want in a man. but if you have nothing to say to each other, there isn't much point, is there?