Well I've got myself into a right little pickle. 3 years ago I matched someone on Tinder and we spoke a lotttt. He always used to say he was scared of commitment due to previous experiences and so I never pressured anything just enjoyed talking to him but eventually had to pull back a bit because I knew we were never going to meet in person and the more we spoke the more I liked him and although he used to say he liked me, I knew it was never going anywhere. We used to have so many of those deep 1am chats and generally just told each other absolutely everything. Then he ended up dating someone from work, pretty much right after telling me that he was scared of commitment. He messaged me to tell me and apologised for how
tit it looked considering what he had told me about being scared of a relationship. I was really hurt by it but it was what he was... I was happy if he was happy.
I also ended up meeting someone so him and I didn't speak much, respecting each others relationships.. just the odd reply to an insta story checking in on each other and what not. it was nice and we were still good friends. I went through some rough life stuff and found that it was him I was wanting to speak to about it (like we used to in all the deep chats we had) rather than my boyfriend so I decided to end things with him. About 6 months later he messaged me asking for some advice because he was struggling with some things with his girlfriend and wanted my opinion (turns out she was cheating.. he'd noticed a load of
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and wanted to know if he was just being silly).
So, about 3 months ago we both found ourselves single. At this time, I had accepted a new job offer and knew I was due to move 2.5 hours away (now in 2 weeks time!!). We instantly fell back into old ways, chatting all the time both about absolute rubbish and deep chats, many of them being about 'what if' he had given it a chance 3 years ago... bearing in mind at this point we still hadn't met (my best friend calls him my penpal hahaha).
Last week he asked if we could meet, not wanting me to move and us just to have spent 3 years talking and being there for each other through a looooot and then that be that. We went out for some food and it was literally like we had known each other in person all that time. We've now seen each other 4 times since, and ended up sleeping together. It's very obvious we both really, really like each other but we both know we only have 2 weeks of it before I move away.
I don't regret getting involved with him after 3 years at all, but even more than ever I'm sat like well what if this had been 3 years ago, where would we be now
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It's going to end up being a hard goodbye in a couple of weeks and it's just so typical of my dating life that something feels really really right but can't happen.
SORRY for the rant i just needed to get it off my chest hahaa.