It was a whirlwind romance, and we had the best fun together . . . he was just amazing. After 4 months, he returned to France and we continued to see each other at least once a month, as it was only a 1.5 hour journey on the train to each other. He came to visit me in London, and I went to see him in France many times . . . we spent New Year's together and I became really attached to him. I just adored the guy.
In March, he had to go and study in Sweden for 4 months, when he got out there his behaviour changed a little as he was not so attentive and was making new friends, etc. Understandably, it was a lot harder to keep in touch as it depended entirely on when he was available to chat. After a month I went to visit him in Sweden and I did notice that his attention toward me was not quite the same when I was there, but over the weekend, we spent a lot of time together and we had such a great time. He never said that he wanted to stop seeing me at any point. In his last month out there, he made less and less effort to get in touch. I saw photos of him with other girls on his Facebook which hurt me a lot.
He eventually made time to talk to me, when he returned to France, and he explained that he was not in love with me. But said it could be because he doesn't get to see me enough. He came out to London the following week and spent a whole week here. We didn't feel as close because of the things he said, but we continued having sex all day long and he seemed to want to keep seeing me. When I tried to talk to him about us, he said he wanted to see me again, but now I see that he was lying to my face. Because I never heard from him again, since the day he left London. Almost 4 weeks ago now.
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