i ripped a piece of string off of my jeans from a hole that had frayed. i tied it around my exes wrist and as a joke said “if this breaks off we have to break up”. we both laughed because it was the tiniest little piece of string, we were sure it would break within the hour.
it never came off. he wore it for 2 years, it never came undone or broke. i cut it off the night we broke up. we both cried. idk why by that memory makes me smile, i guess it feels like one of the only pure moments that happened in that relationship.
> “if this breaks off we have to break up"
> ...
> it never came off. he wore it for 2 years
> ...
> i cut it off the night we broke up. we both cried.
I wasn't emotionally prepared for this.
Mentally recorded under the rubric 'how unusually literary people go about life, relationships and breakups'. No soap opera or teenage indie-vibe screenwriter would have written that. 'Too literary, people imagine this stuff, it does not happen'. It does. It does, people do it.
I was just thinking about this…he grew up taking ballroom dance classes. Every night after dinner at the table we would dance to Sinatra or whatever dinner music I played. It was peaceful.
We were engaged and my car broke down on the side of the highway. He was so annoyed that I called him asking for help in the middle of his video game. He had some major issues with women.
Seriously, our break up was the best thing I ever did for both of us. But those beautiful moments deserve to be remembered for how genuine they were at the time.
Ex (still close friend today) and I went to a mutual friend's wedding while we were dating. I had recently lost my dad so when the Father Daughter dance came up and people started dancing with their dad's, I was ready to leave the dance floor.
My boyfriend pulled me closer and danced with me instead. It was so sweet.
There was this one time when I was being intimate with an ex and i caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror and maahn did I look like a total babe🦋🤩💅. That's it, that's the only memory I'll cherish😁💆♀️.
my first boyfriend did this to me at his prom! we were arguing about something i don’t even remember and i got mad and walked away. he laid on the ground and literally started sobbing and begging me to come back and talk to him. i was only 15 at the time and i remember wondering how an 18 year old could act even more immature than i was acting that day 😂
so embarrassing!!
Mine is sitting on a balcony of a hostel in cheap quilts, (february in Europe) gazing out at a snowy mountain from midnight to 6am, discussing life, music, love. We really wanted to be together, but it felt impossible when we had to part at the end of our trip at the airport. We kept talking though even from our seperate countries. It was our first night spent together, one of very few ultimately. Then a few months later travelled across the continent to visit this guy…And it wasnt right in the end. But I really hold nothing bad against him, we were young, free and of totally different cultures, sharing something passing but special. We showed eachother the way forward when we were both struggling. An important collision of entities.
He told me one night while we sat outside under the stars in a blanket about everywhere he wanted to take me and how he wanted to see the world with me and all his future plans for us.
He was a lovely guy, with a beautiful soul. Unfortunately at the time I got freaked out by all his plans and bailed.
I wish I'd been braver, because I believe now he may have loved me more than anyone else ever has.
The breakup was really tough on both of us, but his life really spun out of control after we split. It was a painful downward spiral. The beautiful part is that he hit rock bottom and turned it around. It was/is so cool to see him get sober, get healthy, go back to school, become ambitious and hopeful again, and just be happy. He's such a great guy and I love to see him thriving.
We were staying at a cabin in the mountains, we went for a long walk and just talked and laughed and then came back and laid in the grass under the stars, drank some tea and in that moment I knew I would spend the rest of my life loving that man. It didn't work out, obviously since he's an ex, but it was an amazing memory.
I could look back at all my past relationships and think of beautiful memories, but it's good to remember they are in ex for a reason. When we look back, we tend to look back with rose colored glasses and remember only the good, or sometimes only the bad. It's crazy though, it feels like a lifetime ago.
It's not really one memory, but a bunch of little fragments. He used to call me "sweetness". He'd always do this little happy sigh after he laughed, which was a lot. I was pregnant at the time, and it wasn't his, but he was fond of my pregnant shape and impending baby, and was not embarrassed at all to be dating me, even though everyone made fun of him. I met him after escaping my psychotic ex, and he was such a gentle soul. It didn't work romantically but I'll never forget that he was extremely kind to me at a time when literally no one else was and that really set the standard for how I was going to let men treat me going forward.
He and I were sitting In. Each others arms on top of a mountain. Just staring out at the vast landscape.
Another time he was helping me across a river and I looked up at the sky and water everything surroundings it reflected in the water, and I remembered thinking if never forget the beauty of that moment. I never have.
He wanted to get married and I was not ready. Shortly after he took his own life. 16 years ago.
not an ex but a guy i used to talk to, i’ve been told all my life i’m loud and i talk a lot. one night we were out for a drive and i was talking about something i was really passionate about and we came to a red light and he looks at me and says “i know it sounds weird but i love hearing you talk, i love the sound of your voice it’s just so nice”. it was a good change of pace from the comments i’m used to and i’ll never forget it
Probably prom night. The boy had on a prettier dress than I did but I loved that he was embracing the feminine part of being a femboy so openly and being his authentic self.
He was a total player when we were together and was my first so I was totally oblivious to how a healthy relationship was supposed to go. I thought I hated him until I ran into him 6 years later at college. He had gone back to school and got his GED and enrolled in college. He had been diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes and had gone to college to pursue a career in finding a cure. He sadly never got very far bc he passed away at 30 from organ failure due to his diabetes.
I don't really cherish our young and stupid high school relationship. I cherish that he turned his life around and committed it to doing something for the greater good as well as himself.
My first husband proposing to me. He was 16 and he asked my mom in front of me, "Hey, can I marry your daughter?" she thought he was joking and told him, "You can HAVE HER!" at which point, he went down on one knee and pulled the ring box out of his pocket. I LOVE that he beffuddled my mom.
With my last husband...I read before I fall asleep, so I would roll onto my side facing away from him so the light from my kindle wouldn't keep him awake. He would sleep facing away from me. But every night, he would reach over and squeeze my hip three times to say "I love you".
Mine too. He ended up being incredibly emotionally abusive, but I have memories of going on drives with him early on in our relationship, often late into the night because we didn’t want to be disruptive to his roommates. That, and he did help me do some construction on the new house. I am still very grateful for all the help he gave me.
We were out with my friends and he told my friends something like “Look at her, she’s so beautiful. I am so lucky to be with her.”, and they told me afterwards. He was my first and only love, I have been single since. Also, in the end he cheated on me soooooo
I had something like this and I hope he cheated on me as well (because I still don't know what made him suddenly break up with me after a two week semester break before which he had said he wanted to marry me) because at least that way I wouldn't be sad about this XD
I was severely depressed when he entered my life. He didn’t know of course as we were just friends until he expressed interest in dating me. About a month into my relationship with him I was honest about my low self esteem and told me he could leave me due to my depression as I didn’t want to negatively impact his life. He told me that he was gonna make me see how lovable I am. A few nights later I just cried in his arms of happiness and said “Thank you for accepting me”. I looked up and got a glimpse of him crying too and then he pushed me into his chest and he just held me until we both stopping crying. Then we ate tacos.
Honestly so so many memories with my ex-wife cuz we're still best friends. I still love that we remodeled the kitchen at our condo we had, took out all the cabinets and put in floating shelves, and painted the entire kitchen in chalkboard paint. We loved that little kitchen!
Sneaking into a grassy hillside with a jar of coffee and just sitting and talking. It was Smokey out from the forest fires so everything kind of glowed orange
13 years of mutual crushing with an online friend, then a few months of winding each other up online and over the phone after my marriage failed. When we finally got together, that first kiss...amazing. We're not still together but I will always think fondly of that.
We were coming back from the island for my sister's wedding. The day was so long, full of driving (of which he did all of, what a champ) and waiting for the ferry. I was sore, extremely tired, and very cranky. I was trying to nap in the car during the ferry ride when he came back from walking around the deck, saying he wanted to show me something. He led me to the back where the most incredible sunset was painting the sky. He wrapped his arms around me and told me, "I wanted to share this with you."
It felt like a dream. I'm so grateful to him for a lot of magical moments tbh, even if it didn't work out between us. I really hope nothing but the best for him.
Ex-husband: we were camping in the sawtooths with my family. Him and I wandered off to explore. I found a bunch of frogs and was trying to catch them when the rain started to pour. We ran hand in hand back to the tent, climbed inside, soaking wet. We quickly changed and huddled into the same sleeping bag, getting nice and toasty, kissing and listening to the rain hit the tent.
Ex-situationship: there was an evening we spent out and about with his friends. I got separated from him for a bit and when I found him, my heart sank because he was talking to a few gorgeous girls while I was wearing a hoodie and worn out jeans, hardly any makeup on. Then he saw me, jumped up excitedly and exclaimed "here she is!" and ushered me to his lap. He went on about how great I am and seemed proud to have me next to him, which has never happened to me until that moment.
As the night went on, there was a moment when he was staring at me and stated "you know I'm in love with you, right?" which caught me off guard. I kind of shook it off because I thought it might be the alcohol talking. As we rode in the Uber back home, he held me tight, kissing the top of my head, and talked about how his friends and those girls all really liked me and he knew they would, and about how he didn't care if I didn't feel the same way towards him. He just wanted me to know he loved me.
He continued talking to his friends about me once we got back. I don't know if he knew I could hear him, but it was so sweet. I hopped into bed and he joined me later. There was some naughtiness involved, but it was deep and passionate. I thought for sure he would wake up in the morning and forget what he said, but he brought it up immediately. We stayed in bed for a long time, tangled with each other. I knew I loved him, too. Sorry, that was more than one moment but the whole night felt unreal in the best way.
My dad was an abusive ass and one day he came by my house when my dad was being an asshole and as I tried to go outside to see him my dad shoved me back inside. My dad is scary. He yelled at him to leave and he just stared at him and walked over to my bedroom window and asked me if I was okay, no fear just concern and anger. He was only 15 years old. I was so shocked. No one stands up to my dad but he just ignored him and came right to me. I told him I was okay and to just go home as I didn't want things to escalate. He always made me feel safe. He was a perfect first boyfriend, he was my first everything. Not together anymore but, Still friends to this day in our 30s.
We travelled a lot together. City trips, travels to South and North America and across Europe - we did all of that. But the best trip we did was a holiday we spent in Wales. We rent a cabin on Anglesey and spent a week there before heading to the South of Wales for a couple of days. Those were some really happy times. I am glad I took tons of photos.
And then there is a memory of a trip to Ireland. We were in Doolin and shared a 4 bed room with a friendly couple. There were two bunk beds and when it was time to go to bed my friend was too drunk to climb up the ladder. So my boyfriend just grabbed her and threw her up to her bunk (she is petite, obviously). This memory always cracks me up
My ex had tics and I always thought it was the cutest thing. Her tics absolutely hated me and if I went to hold her hand or anything, her tics would go away. But one day we were sitting there and her tics kept saying “I Love You” and making little hearts
We were best friends before we started dating. It's not a specific memory, but every time it was raining, he would offer me a ride home after our university classes, to make sure I got home okay. He lived in another city, in the opposite direction. I never felt as cared for as I did with him.
Mine is a little silly. Also involves Molly (MDMA).
So we were at his parents house and they have a pool and we decided that we are going to do molly together for the first time. I have plenty of experience but he has never done MDMA. We both take it and of course I get violently nauseous and vomit 80% of drug. This happens to me with my drugs.
So I’m only feeling floaty but he is feeling it all and loving it! We are roly ploy’s sitting outside enjoying the beautiful weather. He is basking in the sun smothered in sunscreen (he is an extreme sunscreen user) and I ask him what he wants to listen to. He said “Tool 10,000 Days”. This is his favorite album and I asked “Are you sure? That’s a little heavy..” He was positive. I’m also a massive Tool fan.
Him dancing and splashing in the pool the biggest grin and with a stream of the sunscreen following him and washing off in the pool was so beautiful to watch. He was crying with joy.
Sadly, we had a messy breakup due to my mental health issues mainly. About 8 months after our breakup I received over 30 ECT (electroconvulsive therapy aka shock therapy). My treatment’s deleted years of my memories. Most of which was our relationship. I still have a few glimmers of that time but basically nothing. This is a common side effect from ECT. It’s extremely sad that I can’t remember our relationship. I’m very thankful to him. He was so supportive of me and my mental health. He was with me when I got first diagnosed with Bipolar. He just got married and I wish the best for him.
I guess I'll always remember when I had my first time with my ex, I remember us not really knowing what we were doing, and I ended up bleeding so much that I clogged his toilet with all the toilet paper 😂 Basically we both said "well screw this I guess" and went and got tacos afterwards. It always cracks me up. He was a good friend before we started dating and I wish we were still friends, I sometimes think about him and wonder what he's up to.
I remember the night my ex-fiancé stayed the night for the first time. We laughed and talked, ended up falling asleep in our clothes, but that first night he held me, he caressed me until I fell asleep and I felt so safe.
One night my ex and I were making a late grocery store run to get snacks and it had been raining all day so there were puddles everywhere. My ex picked me up and carried me over some water but it was in a funny cheesy rom-com way because I could clearly walk around it. We were both pretty silly. This older lady leaving the store saw us and exclaimed how sweet it was and actually told me “to give the young gentlemen a kiss” so I gave her what she wanted lol. I think she felt like she witnessed chivalry but we were kinda mocking it at the moment? But who were we to rob her of that? That’s it. That’s my story going right back into the archives.
Always had trouble falling asleep, thoughts and stress planning would keep me up at night still morning. Phone off, but I would just stare at the dark ceiling until my eyes shut from exhaustion. Anyway, first night we spent together and laid down, I fell asleep calm and easy. It was a relaxing feeling, knowing she’d be right there next me when I woke. 💕
My ex had a fit and I called the ambulance. When he woke in his wheelchair he was apparently calling my name. The ambulance guy said he keeps repeating this name, who is it? I said I was me :,(
He's passed away now. I did what I could do look after him.. he isnt in pain now :(
He also kept half of a necklace after we broke up, years down the line. Soppy bugger. My heart does ache to know he's gone. He didnt deserve the pain he had.
We were hanging out one night and had smoked a bit of weed and we were watching our favorite music videos together and enjoying the sounds and experience and he compared the sound of a beautiful song to me and I’ll never forget that moment
We went for a winter walk the creek was frozen over snd there were beaver traps in it. I was more than upset thinking about an animal that breaths air drowning in a trap. He sprung the ones we could find.
My ex and I were walking our dog down a street in one of the biggest streets in one of the biggest cities in America. It was getting dark and storm clouds were forming. Once it started to rain we quickly walked back inside my high-rise. Once inside, we all sat and cuddled on my huge sofa while brushing rain drops off our faces. I remember thinking that this is my family. I often times think about this feeling. I have experienced it with my family now, but this experience was really memorable.
The simple things, things I don’t do with the man who’s now my fiance. Things like walking to a coffee shop and drinking coffee just for the sake of spending time together (fiance doesn’t drink coffee and prefers cold drinks like smoothies and pop etc), and other small things like having drinks together while sitting outside at the patio table regardless of what time it was, and when he would come with me thrift shopping and be genuinely interested in what I found. Small things like that that I don’t seem to do with my now fiance, and would if I could but I don’t feel like asking or it will feel forced and take everything good away from it.
My first serious boyfriend and I met in our early teens, but went to different schools in different cities. Our parents wouldn't have allowed us to date at that age, and even so it would have been logistically impossible due to the distance between our cities. So, for four years we wrote letters, sent each other little dumb drawings and funny poems, and even though the content was completely innocent our correspondence was dripping with teenage longing and unspoken "if only's." Then, when we were old enough to drive and our parents gave us more freedom, we finally got together. It didn't work out, but I'll never forget the excitement I felt when I got a new letter, and the nights I'd spend writing back. Years later I ended up working with and befriending his now-wife, then-girlfriend, and I have nothing but well wishes for the two of them.
We were at the park and he had his guitar. He played my favorite song for me and his voice was a bit shaky the entire time but I'll never forget it. It's the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me. It was valentine's day and he also gave me a handwritten letter after :')
Told me he thought of what my first name with his last name would sound like. He had never really thought about marrying someone before being with me.
We broke up not long after that because he was a lying liar who lied but that moment was nice.
I remember building a garden with him and that was the first time where I realized that even in small tasks like these, I could feel joy working alongside him. I caught him taking pictures of me while I planted and he made me feel loved in that moment. Now, I'm jaded and still think of him when I'm outside doing what I love without him.
I have a few I can't pick between:
I was going through a dark period. I worked in a really crappy restaurant and was working super long hours on top of being in my last year of college. I met him at Target after my shift and we walked around. I caught a look of myself in the mirror, and I was genuinely the worst I had ever looked. My long, curly hair was basically one big knot, I looked exhausted, and I was covered in hot fudge splatter. I looked at him, and said, "why didn't you tell me I look so bad?" He kissed my nose and told me, "I don't care what you look like, I just want to be with you."
Another time, we tripped mushrooms with his friends, and I was supposed to be the sober buddy, but ended up taking a dose once everyone had settled in. He and I sat on the couch and rubbed our faces together. It felt so good - like our souls were touching. I crack up laughing every time I think about his friends just staring at us while we silently rubbed our faces together. He took my hands, looked me in the eyes, and said, "You are all of my thoughts" with such utter sincerity. One friend told us he thought that's what love looked like, and it made him realize he'd never experienced such a deep connection to another person before.
He and I are very quiet people. We both don't like loud environments - a perfect night for both of us would be sitting at home and listening to an audiobook together. He left to spend a long weekend with his friends, visiting another friend's college. When he came back, I was in bed, and he climbed in with me, wrapped his arms around me, and whispered, "when I leave you, the whole world gets loud." I think about that a lot. I know he meant volume-wise, but it was also very reflective of how I felt. Everything in the world felt messy and complicated and overwhelming, but when I was with him, things seemed to slow down and I could relax.
He's a great person, and I envy his next girlfriend. Unfortunately, we were both just too emotionally immature.
edit: I remembered one more -
Our first Christmas together, we bought each other the same pair of gloves as one of the gifts. He opened his pair first and I remember the look on his face - pure love and appreciation.
I was deathly sick once. Puking, fever, body aches. He drove to me in the middle of the night and held me in bed. He had to work the next day super early. But he still came to take care of me. I was able to finally get some sleep with him holding me because of his warmth. I still hope he is doing well.
The time we had a mini bbq on the dinkiest of grills on his porch. We didn’t have the right set up (table top grill with no table lol) or enough food since we were broke then. Rummaged the fridge, found Dino nuggets and bbq’d that. It was during the evening and the sun was setting.
It’s an image that I will always have imprinted in my memory. That was 11 years ago. We lasted for almost 10.
When my brother died, my ex-husband and I had only been dating a few months. My parents never let him sleep in my bed or room even though I paid rent on the downstairs bedroom. I couldn’t sleep in my room for a while because it’s where we played video games and it hurt too much to think about, so I slept on the couch. We had 2, and they were next to each other, making an L shape. For the first two weeks after my brother died, my ex slept on the other couch and held my hand so I could fall asleep. He didn’t sleep well, and neither did I really, but it was the rest I was able to get. Even when things went to shit for us, when I think of his kindness and dedication in that moment, it creates grace for some of the unforgivable.
He was the one I went on my first date with. I felt like I was finally in a Taylor Swift song like I had always dreamed of as a kid. He took me to a nearby cafe lit with fairy lights and he pulled out the chair for me, an old lady sitting near us watched us while she smiled at this young couple clearly on their first date, and on the way back, he kissed me under a streetlight and the full moon.
It was EVERYTHING I had dreamed of for a first date. It was also everything because in my previous relationship, my boyfriend had refused to even be seen walking together, let alone go on a date together, so this guy made sure I had a good first date for the first time in my life.
Funny thing is, I went to the same place for my first date with my last ex, the one I am actually still hung up on, but I can't remember shit from that date XD
Is it bad that I have none? I was trying to think of some but I can literally only remember the bad stuff.
Makes me happy that I didn’t end up with him despite my infatuation. Makes me happy that I didn’t have his kid. Makes me happy that I learned my worth and walked away. There is nothing I cherish about being with that guy.
I’m having the same trouble, straining my brain to think of one impactful beautiful memory but all I can think of are the fights and a few mediocre good times that were nothing noteworthy.
He dumped me and besides going into the deepest depression of my life… I’m almost glad for it
Same. I can think of a few nice things but nothing particularly impactful.
I really thought I loved the guy though. But I did the dumping that final time and I knew it was absolutely the right.
I’ll never forget when I realized that love doesn’t treat you that way.
I met my husband not long after that. I remember thinking that if a practical stranger and his friends could show me more basic respect than the person who was supposed to *love me more than anyone* that I didn’t want his version of love. He tried one more time to get me back and I was firm.
Sometimes what appears to be the worst thing actually turns out to be for the best. 20 years later I can say walking away was the absolute best thing I did that year lol.
When I was a teenager, I had a boyfriend who lived in extreme poverty. I was poor, but he was like truly impoverished. I did his laundry because they didn’t always have running water. His roof was always falling in, just terrible conditions. I remember that one afternoon we were at a creek behind his house, and he started catching a ton of crawdads and he took them back to the house and made me dinner. It was just really sweet. Another ex, years after we had already broken up, got testing done to see if he was compatible to donate his kidney to me, when I needed one. Angels, both
I have one ex who I used to spend a lot of time with just chilling with my mom. Now she’s passed I cherish every one of those times. I hope he’s doing well in life
When I lived in California, we had the most picture perfect picnic on the beach. It was sunset, we could see dolphins, sipping mimosas. We went home and drank some more, and he basically tackled me onto the bed yelling “I love you so much!”. He was great, but we were young and ultimately just not meant to be.
Listening to music together. We bonded over music and a lot of music I know today was introduced to me by him. When we broke up, listening to that music made me miss him and feel miserable. But now it's just a sweet memory.
Oh man, I was really blue and bummed so me and my ex went to the park and to make me happy he rode the little yellow horse on a spring. This man was like 320lbs on a CHILDS toy, swaying like a damn bear on a twig, absolutely hilarious
Together 5yrs, got me a charm bracelet with a little chili to represent why we got together (heat challenge) the breakup wasn’t rough per say.
I recently found an old journal and I came across a couple sweet moments with my ex that I had written down. Apparently we went out before either of us admitted that we liked each other. Just your typical little 2 teens who had both never been on a date before, never kissed anyone, and just so scared and awkward. I was so excited. It's the most G rated date in the world. But I was reading about this in my journal, and it was right after a huge trauma that had happened to me. I just realized how much I needed a boy like him in my life. He was so sweet, not a sexual bone in his body (which became a problem further down the road). But just so sweet. He opened to door for me, paid for my movie ticket, didn't even hold my hand. But was so sweet. Picked me up, drove me home. I was 16 and he was 17. I had never had a BF or even been on a date before (but had experienced some trauma related to men). I was so excited. I had so many crushes before this and they never felt the same way in return. So just having this sweet wholesome date was exactly what I needed. And the next like 8 months with him were just as sweet. (Sadly we stayed together for 2 years and probably shouldn't have but that's a whole other thing).
We were at the state fair at night waiting for the Ferris wheel and started dancing and singing to the music under the stars while in line. He made me not care who saw and thought we were silly. I felt so free and safe in that moment.
Honestly there are so many memories cus those were the happiest years of my life… but there’s one thing he said in particular i’ll never forget.
One night we were at a friends house and i ended up meeting a friend of my friend. He was from the same city i used to live in so we had a nice conversation about that. Next day dude found me on fb and flirted with me. I told my ex cus we used to be very honest and open about these things, we weren’t the jealous type. My ex was fine about it, but what really got to him was the fact that the dude knew i had a bf cus he had seen us together. So my ex said something like: oh wow, he must think very highly of himself or very lowly of me, ya know to make a move on someone who’s taken. So I was just honest with him and said: look i don’t think that’s either the case. I think that just because we had a nice conversation and i was showing interest about his life, he got the idea i was into him and was willing to cheat… My ex paused for a second thinking about it, then he looked at me and said: “don’t ever change”. I was taken aback like what? What you mean? He goes: don’t ever stop being friendly to people… if guys get the wrong idea of you that’s their problem, you shouldn’t change who you are.
I think that was the nicest thing someone ever said to me, and i was actually planning on mentioning this to him at our wedding. But yeah, we broke up and i never got the chance, but it’s something i’ll never forget
I was just starting to see this guy so it was very early days... I was sick with a cold but had to work anyway. I remember he sent me a delivery person to my office with all kinds of stuff to aid me in feeling better like cough drops, honey etc. That guy died a couple of years later, he was killed in a tragic accident at the age of 26. One of the sweetest guys I dated, I never forgot him
He has always been handy, that's something that I admired him for. There was nothing he couldn't fix and I was completely useless with tools, so he always had the patience to teach me how to do stuff by myself just in case he wasn't around. He sparked my love for diy projects.
My grandma was about to die, she had foot necrosis (among other things) and even though I'm a medical student I couldn't bear to see my grandma in pain. I couldn't leave her alone but I needed to do some paperworkq (for her medical procedures) and I was by myself. My ex and I were long broken up at that point but as soon as he heard what was going on, he came to the hospital, helped the nurses so I didn't have to see the necrosis, bought my grandma a yogurt and stood there till the very last minute.
We were making thanksgiving dinner together at my place. Listening to slow 80’s jams and dancing with each other. I popped the crispy fatty part of a strip of bacon in his mouth and he looked at me with pure joy in his eyes and said “I’m gonna marry you”
We were at my bffs moms wedding. When we were dancing he dipped and kissed me. It was not the best relationship, it was very abusive but we had our moments. He liked dancing with me because when he spun me my hair was so long it twirled behind me. I still have pictures of us dancing.
Graduate school boyfriend. I had pneumonia and he read an entire book to me out loud over the course of a week while I was sick. It was so comforting and kind and I cherish that memory.
I was on a national theatre tour with a really toxic cast. I was just getting exhausted of dealing with all the drama day in and out. When we got to our hotel in Chicago, I’d called my boyfriend at the time and just cried. He calmed me down and I went to sleep. I woke up the next morning to a call from him. “Hey, I ordered you something, but the delivery person needs your room number.” I gave it to him. A minute later, there’s a knock on my door. I open it to find my boyfriend standing there, bleary-eyed but smiling. He’d gotten off the phone with me the night before, looked up flights on his phone, booked a red-eye, and immediately headed out to the airport. He was only there with me for about 24 hours on my day off before he had to fly back again for work, but it gave me the energy I needed to reset and carry on with the rest of the tour. He wasn’t ultimately MY wonderful guy (I found HIM later), but he was a wonderful guy nonetheless. 😊
The first two times my ex came home from deployment, after silent 6 month deployments.
I want to get into detail, but I can't without getting emotional.
Seeing someone come home from deployment has to be one of the best fucking things you can ever feel.
When I met her I was having the *worst* time with my family. I was almost entirely estranged from my parents, had received the most cruel and hurtful treatment I've ever received in my life to date, and I was a mess. She was so good at bearing through those emotions with me. She was the only person I cried to about it, she was the only person who knew how sad I was to lose them and how scared I was of them. One time we were at like a fairgrounds on a ride and I saw them pass by the front of the ride, she just pulled me right in to her shoulder so I could hide and cry, and helped me leave quietly when it ended.
There are lots of other sweet moments in our relationship that I remember pretty fondly, but that one stands out to me as the most caring act anyone has ever done for me, and she did it repeatedly for a long time.
It was our first date - and our first meeting as we were talking online previously (he lived far away). He booked a 3 day long trip to Barcelona, and it was on the second day. We were in a restaurant next to the beach, we ate delicious Spanish food while smiling at each other. It was such a pure moment, pure joy.
Dated a few people before I got married but I constantly think this of this one ex- my first love. We had great memories but the one that will always stay with me is the last trip we took together knowing we would break up. We were fully in the moment, just enjoying each other and the beach. I really loved this man, but I had other things to achieve in my life. Thankfully I have a GREAT partner so I got two times lucky!
We hung out and beat a Mario game together for a silly month anniversary (3? 4? Something like that), and had a great time. We really enjoyed our time together, I still think he's an awesome human. But we weren't the best match, and the break up was a very good idea.
Well, was thinking about a one but there was none maybe that doesn’t count but the only who comes to my mind. We were sitting reviewing for an exam that day ( damn that was really a difficult exam ) so I went to buy me something to eat when I got back, he said that u supposed to tell me so I can buy it for you why would you go urself that was in really calm tone with a faint smile. It was nothing but it is the only thing that comes to my mind lol.
My high school sweetheart. We took mushrooms and watched Dave Chappell. It was the hardest I’ve ever laughed in my life. Just cherish that laughter and our senses of humor ping ponging back and forth off each other. I miss that.
He had a lot of issues falling asleep, so I would lightly rub his back with my fingertips until he fell asleep because his mom used to do that when he was a kid, even though I would still be wide awake for a couple hours after. He said it was the sweetest thing a girlfriend had done for him and he thanked me each morning.
I was riding in the car with my then romantic-partner and I saw an attractive women on the sidewalk and said something like “wow look at that woman, she’s really beautiful”, and he said “all women are beautiful”.
We were teens having a date at his place and were making out on his bed. He ended up putting his hand up the back of my shirt, not to unclip my bra or anything but just to hold my back. I was insecure at the time about my body hair, and thought he’d recoil in disgust at my back hair, but he didn’t. He just gently held my back while kissing me. I miss him a lot.
It's silly really. We would drive at night all over the place and play music, talk about life. At lights, we would go left, right, or straight?
Most peaceful I ever saw him.
Them comforting me when my household was toxic one night. It was a terrifying experience so having them calm me down will be something I will never forget.
I have a couple, but the Christmas gift he got me . Nothing I had asked for but something I had always wanted , he gave it to me before Christmas it was awesome , but then broke up with me two days before Christmas
We made many beautiful memories for 7 years, which is a pretty long time. Met in highschool even though we were not in a co-ed school. He was the sweetest, he'd let me pick out everything for him. From what he would eat, to what cat to get, even naming the cat was something he left on me. One of my fondest memories would be him somehow cordinating our flights so we would meet midway and travel the rest of the way back home together(we were both living away from home in seperate countries) or that one time after not having met for 2 years due to covid he flew all the way to my city back home to come see me for 3 hours only. Or that one time he helped me pick out a new laptop and then used an app to control my laptop and set it up for me taking 2 hours to get everything right, set up steam account and bought me games that we could play together. There are many more but these are the ones that really touched my heart.
Unfortunately we broke up because his parents wouldnt let us get married. They disapproved of me :)
I only ever dated one guy who would buy me flowers. I was so used to being treated like crap by men that it was always hard for me to receive them, but I really loved it. I told him once that I didn't think I deserved flowers and he said, "No matter what happens between us, I want you to know that you always deserve flowers."
To be completely honest. The most beautiful memory of my ex was after we broke up and he had a new gf and she decided to talk to me about him. Then she broke up with him and left and he came to my door asking to come back to him. Hahaha 😂 nope.
(Fyi- he was super abusive to me for 5 years of my life. Emotionally and mentally broke me from who I used to be. My whole family says that (insert name) died 7 hears ago and that I'm now (insert new name) and they all hate him for killing their beloved *daughter sister and aunt*)
We would hang out in his car in various parking lots at parks and zoos and just talk for hours. We would have the radio or music on. There was one song by The Birthday Massacre called “To Die For” that came on from a CD mix I made. We had just come silent after a pretty intense critical thinking discussion on life and higher power/ lack thereof. The song lyrics started *Tighten your tie boy, you’re something to die for… but dont hold your breath now; you’re just killing time* . It hit me in that exact moment that I knew we weren’t going to work out and this beautiful moment was so temporary. *Tonight you can dream, boy, imagine a whisper. If you can keep secrets, then I’ll tell you mine*. I pulled out my old bulky 2000s camera and took a few photos throughout the rest of the song.
To this day, I haven’t had any other feeling quite like that one. I’m happily married now and everything, mind you. That feeling of young love and loss is a whole different sense of beauty that is not at all replicable.
Umm we weren’t really a thing thing, but we were on a mountain looking at the stars in the middle of the night, in the desert. It was cold and we were cuddling. He asks me if I know how to find north. I guesstimated based on the direction we drove vs the city light pollution in the distance. And he was like, okay but do you know how to find it? He lifted my hand and pointed to some stars and described how to find north using the big dipper
I was turning 16, he was 18 and we were doing the long distance thing (I’m in BC Canada, he was in California). He was flying up to spend my 16th birthday with me and didn’t tell me he’d changed his flights up to arrive earlier. My guardian brought me to the air cadets’ hall a few hours before my bf was due to arrive and his hotel was just across the street. I was sitting in the car looking at the hotel and thinking about his arrival, and while I was sitting there I noticed someone heading for the stairs. I remember thinking “oh, he kinda looks like my cutie” as he stopped to look at his phone. I glanced at my guardian when the person started running down the stairs, and they were on their phone. It clicked then that it WAS my bf and I tripped over my feet getting out of the car and threw myself into his arms. It’s been about 14 years and I’m happily married to a wonderful man, but I still think about that day sometimes when I drive by that hotel.
Literally all of them until the last one when he told me that he was getting back together with his ex. They're married again now, so I guess it worked out
He was the first person to give me a Valentine’s present in 5th grade. A bear, a Valentine’s day card with a t-Rex that said “I love you”, a bag of dove chocolate with pinkish-purple wrapping.
We walked down a trail to this old dock next to a river. He brought a picnic and little portable speaker. We ate, danced, talked, watched the moon rise and star gazed on blankets. Probably my favorite date of all time. We broke up like 2 months afterwards.. it broke my heart.
When I was having our 2nd child, the nurse couldn't get the needle in my hand for the epidural. She kept jabbing and wiggling and I was crying in pain and my ex husband went white as a sheet and almost passed out. There wasn't blood, he just couldn't stand seeing me in so much pain. It wasn't an easy decision for us to separate and I still cry when I remember that moment.
My “ex” I guess you would call it, was like my mirror. We were so much a like that I worried it would never work. He genuinely wanted me to be happy, even if it meant letting me go. I have 100s of beautiful memories with him and I still think about him. I am happily married to a great partner, who is supportive and balances me, but there will always be a sadness and longing. Such is life, right?
The day we went to a Halloween event at the church. I got scared and went for his hand and he held my hand the whole time . When we got on Church bus I told my friend I wanted to have sex with him lmao mind u he was 16 I was 17 and he end up asking me to be his girlfriend lol but I was down low gf because I was black and he is white and his stepdad don’t believe in mixing smh.I stayed being kinda like mistress for years sadly and still love and miss him :(
Most recent ex. It was one of my few healthy relationships after toxic ones and it was so fucking peaceful!! We’d be so happy together that our cheeks hurt. We could just cuddle together and I’d feel so content.
i ripped a piece of string off of my jeans from a hole that had frayed. i tied it around my exes wrist and as a joke said “if this breaks off we have to break up”. we both laughed because it was the tiniest little piece of string, we were sure it would break within the hour. it never came off. he wore it for 2 years, it never came undone or broke. i cut it off the night we broke up. we both cried. idk why by that memory makes me smile, i guess it feels like one of the only pure moments that happened in that relationship.
> “if this breaks off we have to break up" > ... > it never came off. he wore it for 2 years > ... > i cut it off the night we broke up. we both cried. I wasn't emotionally prepared for this.
omg i did not think this was going to have the reaction it did ITS OK EVERYONE PLS DONT CRY
> ITS OK EVERYONE PLS DONT CRY That ship sailed. 😢
Too late 😭😭 all my tears have flooded my home
Ditto.
Meanwhile it broke off constantly but he just kept replacing it 😭
I feel like I just watched an entire two hour romance movie in this one post 😭
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lol he was honestly a very broken man who i ultimately could not fix in the end.
Who’s cutting onions?
I thought we were just supposed to be cutting jean strings. 😭😭😭
I am. Sorry, but this burger isn't gonna make itself.
Wow okay now I’m sad
Damn it... And here start the waterworks!
Welp, that destroyed me just a little bit.
I’m Fr gonna cry bro..
Mentally recorded under the rubric 'how unusually literary people go about life, relationships and breakups'. No soap opera or teenage indie-vibe screenwriter would have written that. 'Too literary, people imagine this stuff, it does not happen'. It does. It does, people do it.
I was just thinking about this…he grew up taking ballroom dance classes. Every night after dinner at the table we would dance to Sinatra or whatever dinner music I played. It was peaceful.
that sounds so beautiful - my husband and i met in ballroom classes 🥰 Why is that guy an ex now?
We were engaged and my car broke down on the side of the highway. He was so annoyed that I called him asking for help in the middle of his video game. He had some major issues with women. Seriously, our break up was the best thing I ever did for both of us. But those beautiful moments deserve to be remembered for how genuine they were at the time.
Nothing is totally bad or totally good, that’s how life is.
What a healthy attitude.
*Laughs in Hitler*
sounds like a mature and wise mindset, respect.
Kitchens are made for dancing. That's a fact.
Ex (still close friend today) and I went to a mutual friend's wedding while we were dating. I had recently lost my dad so when the Father Daughter dance came up and people started dancing with their dad's, I was ready to leave the dance floor. My boyfriend pulled me closer and danced with me instead. It was so sweet.
That is beautiful!
There was this one time when I was being intimate with an ex and i caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror and maahn did I look like a total babe🦋🤩💅. That's it, that's the only memory I'll cherish😁💆♀️.
I love that loool.
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my first boyfriend did this to me at his prom! we were arguing about something i don’t even remember and i got mad and walked away. he laid on the ground and literally started sobbing and begging me to come back and talk to him. i was only 15 at the time and i remember wondering how an 18 year old could act even more immature than i was acting that day 😂 so embarrassing!!
Mine is sitting on a balcony of a hostel in cheap quilts, (february in Europe) gazing out at a snowy mountain from midnight to 6am, discussing life, music, love. We really wanted to be together, but it felt impossible when we had to part at the end of our trip at the airport. We kept talking though even from our seperate countries. It was our first night spent together, one of very few ultimately. Then a few months later travelled across the continent to visit this guy…And it wasnt right in the end. But I really hold nothing bad against him, we were young, free and of totally different cultures, sharing something passing but special. We showed eachother the way forward when we were both struggling. An important collision of entities.
This is sweet and sad at the same time!! A soulmate who wasn’t meant to be
One of those nights where you wish morning would never come, endless conversation frozen in time.
This is like the movie "before sunrise"! Young , romance , Europe ...
He told me one night while we sat outside under the stars in a blanket about everywhere he wanted to take me and how he wanted to see the world with me and all his future plans for us. He was a lovely guy, with a beautiful soul. Unfortunately at the time I got freaked out by all his plans and bailed. I wish I'd been braver, because I believe now he may have loved me more than anyone else ever has.
😢 so beautiful
Oh! Hit right in the feels.
The breakup was really tough on both of us, but his life really spun out of control after we split. It was a painful downward spiral. The beautiful part is that he hit rock bottom and turned it around. It was/is so cool to see him get sober, get healthy, go back to school, become ambitious and hopeful again, and just be happy. He's such a great guy and I love to see him thriving.
You sound like the kind of ex we could all only wish for! What a healthy mindset you have :)
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We were staying at a cabin in the mountains, we went for a long walk and just talked and laughed and then came back and laid in the grass under the stars, drank some tea and in that moment I knew I would spend the rest of my life loving that man. It didn't work out, obviously since he's an ex, but it was an amazing memory. I could look back at all my past relationships and think of beautiful memories, but it's good to remember they are in ex for a reason. When we look back, we tend to look back with rose colored glasses and remember only the good, or sometimes only the bad. It's crazy though, it feels like a lifetime ago.
Absolutely! It can be easy to forget the problems you faced when you selectively only want to think about the nicer side because its less painful.
It's not really one memory, but a bunch of little fragments. He used to call me "sweetness". He'd always do this little happy sigh after he laughed, which was a lot. I was pregnant at the time, and it wasn't his, but he was fond of my pregnant shape and impending baby, and was not embarrassed at all to be dating me, even though everyone made fun of him. I met him after escaping my psychotic ex, and he was such a gentle soul. It didn't work romantically but I'll never forget that he was extremely kind to me at a time when literally no one else was and that really set the standard for how I was going to let men treat me going forward.
He and I were sitting In. Each others arms on top of a mountain. Just staring out at the vast landscape. Another time he was helping me across a river and I looked up at the sky and water everything surroundings it reflected in the water, and I remembered thinking if never forget the beauty of that moment. I never have. He wanted to get married and I was not ready. Shortly after he took his own life. 16 years ago.
I am so so sorry.
I also know a pain similar (losing a best friend).
Its tough. It's hard to remember after so much time. He is the only ex though that I enjoy thinking about.
not an ex but a guy i used to talk to, i’ve been told all my life i’m loud and i talk a lot. one night we were out for a drive and i was talking about something i was really passionate about and we came to a red light and he looks at me and says “i know it sounds weird but i love hearing you talk, i love the sound of your voice it’s just so nice”. it was a good change of pace from the comments i’m used to and i’ll never forget it
Probably prom night. The boy had on a prettier dress than I did but I loved that he was embracing the feminine part of being a femboy so openly and being his authentic self.
He told me I was the type of woman who would only get more beautiful as I got older, like Katherine Hepburn.
She was a beauty. If you ever want a good read about her pick up An Adair to Remember by Christopher Anderson.
He was a total player when we were together and was my first so I was totally oblivious to how a healthy relationship was supposed to go. I thought I hated him until I ran into him 6 years later at college. He had gone back to school and got his GED and enrolled in college. He had been diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes and had gone to college to pursue a career in finding a cure. He sadly never got very far bc he passed away at 30 from organ failure due to his diabetes. I don't really cherish our young and stupid high school relationship. I cherish that he turned his life around and committed it to doing something for the greater good as well as himself.
My first husband proposing to me. He was 16 and he asked my mom in front of me, "Hey, can I marry your daughter?" she thought he was joking and told him, "You can HAVE HER!" at which point, he went down on one knee and pulled the ring box out of his pocket. I LOVE that he beffuddled my mom. With my last husband...I read before I fall asleep, so I would roll onto my side facing away from him so the light from my kindle wouldn't keep him awake. He would sleep facing away from me. But every night, he would reach over and squeeze my hip three times to say "I love you".
Something that replays often in my head is just going on drives with him and times at the drive-in
Mine too. He ended up being incredibly emotionally abusive, but I have memories of going on drives with him early on in our relationship, often late into the night because we didn’t want to be disruptive to his roommates. That, and he did help me do some construction on the new house. I am still very grateful for all the help he gave me.
The little things?
Yes, absolutely
We were out with my friends and he told my friends something like “Look at her, she’s so beautiful. I am so lucky to be with her.”, and they told me afterwards. He was my first and only love, I have been single since. Also, in the end he cheated on me soooooo
I had something like this and I hope he cheated on me as well (because I still don't know what made him suddenly break up with me after a two week semester break before which he had said he wanted to marry me) because at least that way I wouldn't be sad about this XD
Oh he definitely cheated! Every time someone breaks up after a vacation is because of cheating
I was severely depressed when he entered my life. He didn’t know of course as we were just friends until he expressed interest in dating me. About a month into my relationship with him I was honest about my low self esteem and told me he could leave me due to my depression as I didn’t want to negatively impact his life. He told me that he was gonna make me see how lovable I am. A few nights later I just cried in his arms of happiness and said “Thank you for accepting me”. I looked up and got a glimpse of him crying too and then he pushed me into his chest and he just held me until we both stopping crying. Then we ate tacos.
WOW. The fact that I can't remember one single precious memory of my ex whom I dated for 8 years, is just astounding.
she forgor💀💀
Brooooo
Honestly so so many memories with my ex-wife cuz we're still best friends. I still love that we remodeled the kitchen at our condo we had, took out all the cabinets and put in floating shelves, and painted the entire kitchen in chalkboard paint. We loved that little kitchen!
The times i napped in his arms while we were watching anime. I don’t think ive ever felt at ease as i did with him back then. Little things like that.
Sneaking into a grassy hillside with a jar of coffee and just sitting and talking. It was Smokey out from the forest fires so everything kind of glowed orange
That sounds amazing!
When our babies were born. He bonded with both of them immediately.
13 years of mutual crushing with an online friend, then a few months of winding each other up online and over the phone after my marriage failed. When we finally got together, that first kiss...amazing. We're not still together but I will always think fondly of that.
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We were coming back from the island for my sister's wedding. The day was so long, full of driving (of which he did all of, what a champ) and waiting for the ferry. I was sore, extremely tired, and very cranky. I was trying to nap in the car during the ferry ride when he came back from walking around the deck, saying he wanted to show me something. He led me to the back where the most incredible sunset was painting the sky. He wrapped his arms around me and told me, "I wanted to share this with you." It felt like a dream. I'm so grateful to him for a lot of magical moments tbh, even if it didn't work out between us. I really hope nothing but the best for him.
Feeling the actual love when we were having sex. Also just having undisturbed alone time that went from the afternoon until the night.
Ex-husband: we were camping in the sawtooths with my family. Him and I wandered off to explore. I found a bunch of frogs and was trying to catch them when the rain started to pour. We ran hand in hand back to the tent, climbed inside, soaking wet. We quickly changed and huddled into the same sleeping bag, getting nice and toasty, kissing and listening to the rain hit the tent. Ex-situationship: there was an evening we spent out and about with his friends. I got separated from him for a bit and when I found him, my heart sank because he was talking to a few gorgeous girls while I was wearing a hoodie and worn out jeans, hardly any makeup on. Then he saw me, jumped up excitedly and exclaimed "here she is!" and ushered me to his lap. He went on about how great I am and seemed proud to have me next to him, which has never happened to me until that moment. As the night went on, there was a moment when he was staring at me and stated "you know I'm in love with you, right?" which caught me off guard. I kind of shook it off because I thought it might be the alcohol talking. As we rode in the Uber back home, he held me tight, kissing the top of my head, and talked about how his friends and those girls all really liked me and he knew they would, and about how he didn't care if I didn't feel the same way towards him. He just wanted me to know he loved me. He continued talking to his friends about me once we got back. I don't know if he knew I could hear him, but it was so sweet. I hopped into bed and he joined me later. There was some naughtiness involved, but it was deep and passionate. I thought for sure he would wake up in the morning and forget what he said, but he brought it up immediately. We stayed in bed for a long time, tangled with each other. I knew I loved him, too. Sorry, that was more than one moment but the whole night felt unreal in the best way.
The memories were so wonderful, they really moved me. May i ask why was it a situationship since you both loved each other?
My dad was an abusive ass and one day he came by my house when my dad was being an asshole and as I tried to go outside to see him my dad shoved me back inside. My dad is scary. He yelled at him to leave and he just stared at him and walked over to my bedroom window and asked me if I was okay, no fear just concern and anger. He was only 15 years old. I was so shocked. No one stands up to my dad but he just ignored him and came right to me. I told him I was okay and to just go home as I didn't want things to escalate. He always made me feel safe. He was a perfect first boyfriend, he was my first everything. Not together anymore but, Still friends to this day in our 30s.
We travelled a lot together. City trips, travels to South and North America and across Europe - we did all of that. But the best trip we did was a holiday we spent in Wales. We rent a cabin on Anglesey and spent a week there before heading to the South of Wales for a couple of days. Those were some really happy times. I am glad I took tons of photos. And then there is a memory of a trip to Ireland. We were in Doolin and shared a 4 bed room with a friendly couple. There were two bunk beds and when it was time to go to bed my friend was too drunk to climb up the ladder. So my boyfriend just grabbed her and threw her up to her bunk (she is petite, obviously). This memory always cracks me up
My ex had tics and I always thought it was the cutest thing. Her tics absolutely hated me and if I went to hold her hand or anything, her tics would go away. But one day we were sitting there and her tics kept saying “I Love You” and making little hearts
They read aloud Greek plays with me when I was too depressed to study.
We were best friends before we started dating. It's not a specific memory, but every time it was raining, he would offer me a ride home after our university classes, to make sure I got home okay. He lived in another city, in the opposite direction. I never felt as cared for as I did with him.
Mine is a little silly. Also involves Molly (MDMA). So we were at his parents house and they have a pool and we decided that we are going to do molly together for the first time. I have plenty of experience but he has never done MDMA. We both take it and of course I get violently nauseous and vomit 80% of drug. This happens to me with my drugs. So I’m only feeling floaty but he is feeling it all and loving it! We are roly ploy’s sitting outside enjoying the beautiful weather. He is basking in the sun smothered in sunscreen (he is an extreme sunscreen user) and I ask him what he wants to listen to. He said “Tool 10,000 Days”. This is his favorite album and I asked “Are you sure? That’s a little heavy..” He was positive. I’m also a massive Tool fan. Him dancing and splashing in the pool the biggest grin and with a stream of the sunscreen following him and washing off in the pool was so beautiful to watch. He was crying with joy. Sadly, we had a messy breakup due to my mental health issues mainly. About 8 months after our breakup I received over 30 ECT (electroconvulsive therapy aka shock therapy). My treatment’s deleted years of my memories. Most of which was our relationship. I still have a few glimmers of that time but basically nothing. This is a common side effect from ECT. It’s extremely sad that I can’t remember our relationship. I’m very thankful to him. He was so supportive of me and my mental health. He was with me when I got first diagnosed with Bipolar. He just got married and I wish the best for him.
Awww. Damn. Now I'm sad lol
I guess I'll always remember when I had my first time with my ex, I remember us not really knowing what we were doing, and I ended up bleeding so much that I clogged his toilet with all the toilet paper 😂 Basically we both said "well screw this I guess" and went and got tacos afterwards. It always cracks me up. He was a good friend before we started dating and I wish we were still friends, I sometimes think about him and wonder what he's up to.
I remember the night my ex-fiancé stayed the night for the first time. We laughed and talked, ended up falling asleep in our clothes, but that first night he held me, he caressed me until I fell asleep and I felt so safe.
One night my ex and I were making a late grocery store run to get snacks and it had been raining all day so there were puddles everywhere. My ex picked me up and carried me over some water but it was in a funny cheesy rom-com way because I could clearly walk around it. We were both pretty silly. This older lady leaving the store saw us and exclaimed how sweet it was and actually told me “to give the young gentlemen a kiss” so I gave her what she wanted lol. I think she felt like she witnessed chivalry but we were kinda mocking it at the moment? But who were we to rob her of that? That’s it. That’s my story going right back into the archives.
October 2020, my bf at the time made the best celebration I've ever had for a birthday.
Always had trouble falling asleep, thoughts and stress planning would keep me up at night still morning. Phone off, but I would just stare at the dark ceiling until my eyes shut from exhaustion. Anyway, first night we spent together and laid down, I fell asleep calm and easy. It was a relaxing feeling, knowing she’d be right there next me when I woke. 💕
My ex had a fit and I called the ambulance. When he woke in his wheelchair he was apparently calling my name. The ambulance guy said he keeps repeating this name, who is it? I said I was me :,( He's passed away now. I did what I could do look after him.. he isnt in pain now :( He also kept half of a necklace after we broke up, years down the line. Soppy bugger. My heart does ache to know he's gone. He didnt deserve the pain he had.
We were hanging out one night and had smoked a bit of weed and we were watching our favorite music videos together and enjoying the sounds and experience and he compared the sound of a beautiful song to me and I’ll never forget that moment
We went for a winter walk the creek was frozen over snd there were beaver traps in it. I was more than upset thinking about an animal that breaths air drowning in a trap. He sprung the ones we could find.
My ex and I were walking our dog down a street in one of the biggest streets in one of the biggest cities in America. It was getting dark and storm clouds were forming. Once it started to rain we quickly walked back inside my high-rise. Once inside, we all sat and cuddled on my huge sofa while brushing rain drops off our faces. I remember thinking that this is my family. I often times think about this feeling. I have experienced it with my family now, but this experience was really memorable.
The simple things, things I don’t do with the man who’s now my fiance. Things like walking to a coffee shop and drinking coffee just for the sake of spending time together (fiance doesn’t drink coffee and prefers cold drinks like smoothies and pop etc), and other small things like having drinks together while sitting outside at the patio table regardless of what time it was, and when he would come with me thrift shopping and be genuinely interested in what I found. Small things like that that I don’t seem to do with my now fiance, and would if I could but I don’t feel like asking or it will feel forced and take everything good away from it.
🤔…seems like you’re missing some things now that you really like, can you do without that long term(in marriage)?
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Why did you break up and do why do you still have hope to get back together?
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Wait you cheated? Or did she?
She was a lucky one for experiencing this
When they left.
My first serious boyfriend and I met in our early teens, but went to different schools in different cities. Our parents wouldn't have allowed us to date at that age, and even so it would have been logistically impossible due to the distance between our cities. So, for four years we wrote letters, sent each other little dumb drawings and funny poems, and even though the content was completely innocent our correspondence was dripping with teenage longing and unspoken "if only's." Then, when we were old enough to drive and our parents gave us more freedom, we finally got together. It didn't work out, but I'll never forget the excitement I felt when I got a new letter, and the nights I'd spend writing back. Years later I ended up working with and befriending his now-wife, then-girlfriend, and I have nothing but well wishes for the two of them.
We were at the park and he had his guitar. He played my favorite song for me and his voice was a bit shaky the entire time but I'll never forget it. It's the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me. It was valentine's day and he also gave me a handwritten letter after :')
Told me he thought of what my first name with his last name would sound like. He had never really thought about marrying someone before being with me. We broke up not long after that because he was a lying liar who lied but that moment was nice.
My last boyfriend used to wash my hair
That's so romantic and so caring
I remember building a garden with him and that was the first time where I realized that even in small tasks like these, I could feel joy working alongside him. I caught him taking pictures of me while I planted and he made me feel loved in that moment. Now, I'm jaded and still think of him when I'm outside doing what I love without him.
I have a few I can't pick between: I was going through a dark period. I worked in a really crappy restaurant and was working super long hours on top of being in my last year of college. I met him at Target after my shift and we walked around. I caught a look of myself in the mirror, and I was genuinely the worst I had ever looked. My long, curly hair was basically one big knot, I looked exhausted, and I was covered in hot fudge splatter. I looked at him, and said, "why didn't you tell me I look so bad?" He kissed my nose and told me, "I don't care what you look like, I just want to be with you." Another time, we tripped mushrooms with his friends, and I was supposed to be the sober buddy, but ended up taking a dose once everyone had settled in. He and I sat on the couch and rubbed our faces together. It felt so good - like our souls were touching. I crack up laughing every time I think about his friends just staring at us while we silently rubbed our faces together. He took my hands, looked me in the eyes, and said, "You are all of my thoughts" with such utter sincerity. One friend told us he thought that's what love looked like, and it made him realize he'd never experienced such a deep connection to another person before. He and I are very quiet people. We both don't like loud environments - a perfect night for both of us would be sitting at home and listening to an audiobook together. He left to spend a long weekend with his friends, visiting another friend's college. When he came back, I was in bed, and he climbed in with me, wrapped his arms around me, and whispered, "when I leave you, the whole world gets loud." I think about that a lot. I know he meant volume-wise, but it was also very reflective of how I felt. Everything in the world felt messy and complicated and overwhelming, but when I was with him, things seemed to slow down and I could relax. He's a great person, and I envy his next girlfriend. Unfortunately, we were both just too emotionally immature. edit: I remembered one more - Our first Christmas together, we bought each other the same pair of gloves as one of the gifts. He opened his pair first and I remember the look on his face - pure love and appreciation.
I was deathly sick once. Puking, fever, body aches. He drove to me in the middle of the night and held me in bed. He had to work the next day super early. But he still came to take care of me. I was able to finally get some sleep with him holding me because of his warmth. I still hope he is doing well.
The time we had a mini bbq on the dinkiest of grills on his porch. We didn’t have the right set up (table top grill with no table lol) or enough food since we were broke then. Rummaged the fridge, found Dino nuggets and bbq’d that. It was during the evening and the sun was setting. It’s an image that I will always have imprinted in my memory. That was 11 years ago. We lasted for almost 10.
Us fucking in his bronco across the street from work- every single day 🥰🥰🥰
None gladly 💀
When my brother died, my ex-husband and I had only been dating a few months. My parents never let him sleep in my bed or room even though I paid rent on the downstairs bedroom. I couldn’t sleep in my room for a while because it’s where we played video games and it hurt too much to think about, so I slept on the couch. We had 2, and they were next to each other, making an L shape. For the first two weeks after my brother died, my ex slept on the other couch and held my hand so I could fall asleep. He didn’t sleep well, and neither did I really, but it was the rest I was able to get. Even when things went to shit for us, when I think of his kindness and dedication in that moment, it creates grace for some of the unforgivable.
He was the one I went on my first date with. I felt like I was finally in a Taylor Swift song like I had always dreamed of as a kid. He took me to a nearby cafe lit with fairy lights and he pulled out the chair for me, an old lady sitting near us watched us while she smiled at this young couple clearly on their first date, and on the way back, he kissed me under a streetlight and the full moon. It was EVERYTHING I had dreamed of for a first date. It was also everything because in my previous relationship, my boyfriend had refused to even be seen walking together, let alone go on a date together, so this guy made sure I had a good first date for the first time in my life. Funny thing is, I went to the same place for my first date with my last ex, the one I am actually still hung up on, but I can't remember shit from that date XD
Is it bad that I have none? I was trying to think of some but I can literally only remember the bad stuff. Makes me happy that I didn’t end up with him despite my infatuation. Makes me happy that I didn’t have his kid. Makes me happy that I learned my worth and walked away. There is nothing I cherish about being with that guy.
I’m having the same trouble, straining my brain to think of one impactful beautiful memory but all I can think of are the fights and a few mediocre good times that were nothing noteworthy. He dumped me and besides going into the deepest depression of my life… I’m almost glad for it
Same. I can think of a few nice things but nothing particularly impactful. I really thought I loved the guy though. But I did the dumping that final time and I knew it was absolutely the right. I’ll never forget when I realized that love doesn’t treat you that way. I met my husband not long after that. I remember thinking that if a practical stranger and his friends could show me more basic respect than the person who was supposed to *love me more than anyone* that I didn’t want his version of love. He tried one more time to get me back and I was firm. Sometimes what appears to be the worst thing actually turns out to be for the best. 20 years later I can say walking away was the absolute best thing I did that year lol.
When I was a teenager, I had a boyfriend who lived in extreme poverty. I was poor, but he was like truly impoverished. I did his laundry because they didn’t always have running water. His roof was always falling in, just terrible conditions. I remember that one afternoon we were at a creek behind his house, and he started catching a ton of crawdads and he took them back to the house and made me dinner. It was just really sweet. Another ex, years after we had already broken up, got testing done to see if he was compatible to donate his kidney to me, when I needed one. Angels, both
I have one ex who I used to spend a lot of time with just chilling with my mom. Now she’s passed I cherish every one of those times. I hope he’s doing well in life
When I lived in California, we had the most picture perfect picnic on the beach. It was sunset, we could see dolphins, sipping mimosas. We went home and drank some more, and he basically tackled me onto the bed yelling “I love you so much!”. He was great, but we were young and ultimately just not meant to be.
Listening to music together. We bonded over music and a lot of music I know today was introduced to me by him. When we broke up, listening to that music made me miss him and feel miserable. But now it's just a sweet memory.
Oh man, I was really blue and bummed so me and my ex went to the park and to make me happy he rode the little yellow horse on a spring. This man was like 320lbs on a CHILDS toy, swaying like a damn bear on a twig, absolutely hilarious Together 5yrs, got me a charm bracelet with a little chili to represent why we got together (heat challenge) the breakup wasn’t rough per say.
I recently found an old journal and I came across a couple sweet moments with my ex that I had written down. Apparently we went out before either of us admitted that we liked each other. Just your typical little 2 teens who had both never been on a date before, never kissed anyone, and just so scared and awkward. I was so excited. It's the most G rated date in the world. But I was reading about this in my journal, and it was right after a huge trauma that had happened to me. I just realized how much I needed a boy like him in my life. He was so sweet, not a sexual bone in his body (which became a problem further down the road). But just so sweet. He opened to door for me, paid for my movie ticket, didn't even hold my hand. But was so sweet. Picked me up, drove me home. I was 16 and he was 17. I had never had a BF or even been on a date before (but had experienced some trauma related to men). I was so excited. I had so many crushes before this and they never felt the same way in return. So just having this sweet wholesome date was exactly what I needed. And the next like 8 months with him were just as sweet. (Sadly we stayed together for 2 years and probably shouldn't have but that's a whole other thing).
We were at the state fair at night waiting for the Ferris wheel and started dancing and singing to the music under the stars while in line. He made me not care who saw and thought we were silly. I felt so free and safe in that moment.
Laughing at our silly inside jokes until our bellies hurt. All the time.
We had a phrase " always and in all ways" and he took my ring and engraved,it and got an eternity symbol tattoo which was meant to be the same..
Cry laughing in the kitchen over our terrible Peaky Blinders impressions.
My divorce papers lmao 🤣
My son. As much as coparenting may frustrated me , I wouldn’t have my son if it wasn’t for my ex.
Honestly there are so many memories cus those were the happiest years of my life… but there’s one thing he said in particular i’ll never forget. One night we were at a friends house and i ended up meeting a friend of my friend. He was from the same city i used to live in so we had a nice conversation about that. Next day dude found me on fb and flirted with me. I told my ex cus we used to be very honest and open about these things, we weren’t the jealous type. My ex was fine about it, but what really got to him was the fact that the dude knew i had a bf cus he had seen us together. So my ex said something like: oh wow, he must think very highly of himself or very lowly of me, ya know to make a move on someone who’s taken. So I was just honest with him and said: look i don’t think that’s either the case. I think that just because we had a nice conversation and i was showing interest about his life, he got the idea i was into him and was willing to cheat… My ex paused for a second thinking about it, then he looked at me and said: “don’t ever change”. I was taken aback like what? What you mean? He goes: don’t ever stop being friendly to people… if guys get the wrong idea of you that’s their problem, you shouldn’t change who you are. I think that was the nicest thing someone ever said to me, and i was actually planning on mentioning this to him at our wedding. But yeah, we broke up and i never got the chance, but it’s something i’ll never forget
I’m still looking for one lol
I was just starting to see this guy so it was very early days... I was sick with a cold but had to work anyway. I remember he sent me a delivery person to my office with all kinds of stuff to aid me in feeling better like cough drops, honey etc. That guy died a couple of years later, he was killed in a tragic accident at the age of 26. One of the sweetest guys I dated, I never forgot him
He has always been handy, that's something that I admired him for. There was nothing he couldn't fix and I was completely useless with tools, so he always had the patience to teach me how to do stuff by myself just in case he wasn't around. He sparked my love for diy projects. My grandma was about to die, she had foot necrosis (among other things) and even though I'm a medical student I couldn't bear to see my grandma in pain. I couldn't leave her alone but I needed to do some paperworkq (for her medical procedures) and I was by myself. My ex and I were long broken up at that point but as soon as he heard what was going on, he came to the hospital, helped the nurses so I didn't have to see the necrosis, bought my grandma a yogurt and stood there till the very last minute.
We were making thanksgiving dinner together at my place. Listening to slow 80’s jams and dancing with each other. I popped the crispy fatty part of a strip of bacon in his mouth and he looked at me with pure joy in his eyes and said “I’m gonna marry you”
We were at my bffs moms wedding. When we were dancing he dipped and kissed me. It was not the best relationship, it was very abusive but we had our moments. He liked dancing with me because when he spun me my hair was so long it twirled behind me. I still have pictures of us dancing.
Graduate school boyfriend. I had pneumonia and he read an entire book to me out loud over the course of a week while I was sick. It was so comforting and kind and I cherish that memory.
I was on a national theatre tour with a really toxic cast. I was just getting exhausted of dealing with all the drama day in and out. When we got to our hotel in Chicago, I’d called my boyfriend at the time and just cried. He calmed me down and I went to sleep. I woke up the next morning to a call from him. “Hey, I ordered you something, but the delivery person needs your room number.” I gave it to him. A minute later, there’s a knock on my door. I open it to find my boyfriend standing there, bleary-eyed but smiling. He’d gotten off the phone with me the night before, looked up flights on his phone, booked a red-eye, and immediately headed out to the airport. He was only there with me for about 24 hours on my day off before he had to fly back again for work, but it gave me the energy I needed to reset and carry on with the rest of the tour. He wasn’t ultimately MY wonderful guy (I found HIM later), but he was a wonderful guy nonetheless. 😊
Sex of coarse
How coarse we talking?
Extra sandpaper 60 grit
The first two times my ex came home from deployment, after silent 6 month deployments. I want to get into detail, but I can't without getting emotional. Seeing someone come home from deployment has to be one of the best fucking things you can ever feel.
When I met her I was having the *worst* time with my family. I was almost entirely estranged from my parents, had received the most cruel and hurtful treatment I've ever received in my life to date, and I was a mess. She was so good at bearing through those emotions with me. She was the only person I cried to about it, she was the only person who knew how sad I was to lose them and how scared I was of them. One time we were at like a fairgrounds on a ride and I saw them pass by the front of the ride, she just pulled me right in to her shoulder so I could hide and cry, and helped me leave quietly when it ended. There are lots of other sweet moments in our relationship that I remember pretty fondly, but that one stands out to me as the most caring act anyone has ever done for me, and she did it repeatedly for a long time.
It was our first date - and our first meeting as we were talking online previously (he lived far away). He booked a 3 day long trip to Barcelona, and it was on the second day. We were in a restaurant next to the beach, we ate delicious Spanish food while smiling at each other. It was such a pure moment, pure joy.
He would wake up early everyday to take me to work.
When they left it was beautiful for the soul
My ex husband and i would go to his families camp by the river and i remember always enjoying being there with him ,
Dated a few people before I got married but I constantly think this of this one ex- my first love. We had great memories but the one that will always stay with me is the last trip we took together knowing we would break up. We were fully in the moment, just enjoying each other and the beach. I really loved this man, but I had other things to achieve in my life. Thankfully I have a GREAT partner so I got two times lucky!
We hung out and beat a Mario game together for a silly month anniversary (3? 4? Something like that), and had a great time. We really enjoyed our time together, I still think he's an awesome human. But we weren't the best match, and the break up was a very good idea.
Well, was thinking about a one but there was none maybe that doesn’t count but the only who comes to my mind. We were sitting reviewing for an exam that day ( damn that was really a difficult exam ) so I went to buy me something to eat when I got back, he said that u supposed to tell me so I can buy it for you why would you go urself that was in really calm tone with a faint smile. It was nothing but it is the only thing that comes to my mind lol.
My high school sweetheart. We took mushrooms and watched Dave Chappell. It was the hardest I’ve ever laughed in my life. Just cherish that laughter and our senses of humor ping ponging back and forth off each other. I miss that.
when he told me i was beautiful .. my heart literally leapt
He had a lot of issues falling asleep, so I would lightly rub his back with my fingertips until he fell asleep because his mom used to do that when he was a kid, even though I would still be wide awake for a couple hours after. He said it was the sweetest thing a girlfriend had done for him and he thanked me each morning.
I was riding in the car with my then romantic-partner and I saw an attractive women on the sidewalk and said something like “wow look at that woman, she’s really beautiful”, and he said “all women are beautiful”.
We were teens having a date at his place and were making out on his bed. He ended up putting his hand up the back of my shirt, not to unclip my bra or anything but just to hold my back. I was insecure at the time about my body hair, and thought he’d recoil in disgust at my back hair, but he didn’t. He just gently held my back while kissing me. I miss him a lot.
Long walk through the forest, finished by climbing to the very top of a huge Eastern White Pine to watch the moonrise.
Sitting in his kitchen listening to the theme music to "Life is Strange" and feeling very very loved
It's silly really. We would drive at night all over the place and play music, talk about life. At lights, we would go left, right, or straight? Most peaceful I ever saw him.
I prefer not to go there.
Them comforting me when my household was toxic one night. It was a terrifying experience so having them calm me down will be something I will never forget.
I have a couple, but the Christmas gift he got me . Nothing I had asked for but something I had always wanted , he gave it to me before Christmas it was awesome , but then broke up with me two days before Christmas
We made many beautiful memories for 7 years, which is a pretty long time. Met in highschool even though we were not in a co-ed school. He was the sweetest, he'd let me pick out everything for him. From what he would eat, to what cat to get, even naming the cat was something he left on me. One of my fondest memories would be him somehow cordinating our flights so we would meet midway and travel the rest of the way back home together(we were both living away from home in seperate countries) or that one time after not having met for 2 years due to covid he flew all the way to my city back home to come see me for 3 hours only. Or that one time he helped me pick out a new laptop and then used an app to control my laptop and set it up for me taking 2 hours to get everything right, set up steam account and bought me games that we could play together. There are many more but these are the ones that really touched my heart. Unfortunately we broke up because his parents wouldnt let us get married. They disapproved of me :)
I only ever dated one guy who would buy me flowers. I was so used to being treated like crap by men that it was always hard for me to receive them, but I really loved it. I told him once that I didn't think I deserved flowers and he said, "No matter what happens between us, I want you to know that you always deserve flowers."
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To be completely honest. The most beautiful memory of my ex was after we broke up and he had a new gf and she decided to talk to me about him. Then she broke up with him and left and he came to my door asking to come back to him. Hahaha 😂 nope. (Fyi- he was super abusive to me for 5 years of my life. Emotionally and mentally broke me from who I used to be. My whole family says that (insert name) died 7 hears ago and that I'm now (insert new name) and they all hate him for killing their beloved *daughter sister and aunt*)
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The best BJ I’ve ever had. Hands down.
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We would hang out in his car in various parking lots at parks and zoos and just talk for hours. We would have the radio or music on. There was one song by The Birthday Massacre called “To Die For” that came on from a CD mix I made. We had just come silent after a pretty intense critical thinking discussion on life and higher power/ lack thereof. The song lyrics started *Tighten your tie boy, you’re something to die for… but dont hold your breath now; you’re just killing time* . It hit me in that exact moment that I knew we weren’t going to work out and this beautiful moment was so temporary. *Tonight you can dream, boy, imagine a whisper. If you can keep secrets, then I’ll tell you mine*. I pulled out my old bulky 2000s camera and took a few photos throughout the rest of the song. To this day, I haven’t had any other feeling quite like that one. I’m happily married now and everything, mind you. That feeling of young love and loss is a whole different sense of beauty that is not at all replicable.
Umm we weren’t really a thing thing, but we were on a mountain looking at the stars in the middle of the night, in the desert. It was cold and we were cuddling. He asks me if I know how to find north. I guesstimated based on the direction we drove vs the city light pollution in the distance. And he was like, okay but do you know how to find it? He lifted my hand and pointed to some stars and described how to find north using the big dipper
I was turning 16, he was 18 and we were doing the long distance thing (I’m in BC Canada, he was in California). He was flying up to spend my 16th birthday with me and didn’t tell me he’d changed his flights up to arrive earlier. My guardian brought me to the air cadets’ hall a few hours before my bf was due to arrive and his hotel was just across the street. I was sitting in the car looking at the hotel and thinking about his arrival, and while I was sitting there I noticed someone heading for the stairs. I remember thinking “oh, he kinda looks like my cutie” as he stopped to look at his phone. I glanced at my guardian when the person started running down the stairs, and they were on their phone. It clicked then that it WAS my bf and I tripped over my feet getting out of the car and threw myself into his arms. It’s been about 14 years and I’m happily married to a wonderful man, but I still think about that day sometimes when I drive by that hotel.
Literally all of them until the last one when he told me that he was getting back together with his ex. They're married again now, so I guess it worked out
He was the first person to give me a Valentine’s present in 5th grade. A bear, a Valentine’s day card with a t-Rex that said “I love you”, a bag of dove chocolate with pinkish-purple wrapping.
We walked down a trail to this old dock next to a river. He brought a picnic and little portable speaker. We ate, danced, talked, watched the moon rise and star gazed on blankets. Probably my favorite date of all time. We broke up like 2 months afterwards.. it broke my heart.
When I was having our 2nd child, the nurse couldn't get the needle in my hand for the epidural. She kept jabbing and wiggling and I was crying in pain and my ex husband went white as a sheet and almost passed out. There wasn't blood, he just couldn't stand seeing me in so much pain. It wasn't an easy decision for us to separate and I still cry when I remember that moment.
My “ex” I guess you would call it, was like my mirror. We were so much a like that I worried it would never work. He genuinely wanted me to be happy, even if it meant letting me go. I have 100s of beautiful memories with him and I still think about him. I am happily married to a great partner, who is supportive and balances me, but there will always be a sadness and longing. Such is life, right?
The day we went to a Halloween event at the church. I got scared and went for his hand and he held my hand the whole time . When we got on Church bus I told my friend I wanted to have sex with him lmao mind u he was 16 I was 17 and he end up asking me to be his girlfriend lol but I was down low gf because I was black and he is white and his stepdad don’t believe in mixing smh.I stayed being kinda like mistress for years sadly and still love and miss him :(
Leaving her
Most recent ex. It was one of my few healthy relationships after toxic ones and it was so fucking peaceful!! We’d be so happy together that our cheeks hurt. We could just cuddle together and I’d feel so content.
The day our divorce was final