We could’ve got married this year. We could’ve planned to have a baby next year. It all would’ve happened so quickly because that’s what she wanted and that’s what I wanted even though she wouldn’t believe me. Obviously starting a family was the next step for us, why the hell would I stay in a relationship for that long if I wasn’t interested in moving forward together?

But we broke up over the god damn phone.

I asked to meet her [because I genuinely wanted to talk about moving back to Sydney] and she said she didn’t think it would be a good idea. I didn’t bloody push it and I don’t even know why I didn’t.

And now we’re both starting all over again.

It’s just so stupid. We had a great relationship and it was thrown away because of a misunderstanding and a lack of communication.

We were actually so happy whenever we were together. Sure, we fought at times but it was a great relationship. E grew together and learnt so much together. Like wtf?

What a fucking joke.

I can only take solace in remembering that time her mum said “When you two get married…”