I broke up with my first love the other day. I regretted it straight away. Two days later he came over, we had sex and decided to get back together. For all of the next day I was a Happy Little Bumblebee. But then he decided he wanted to wait a while to get back together. I was okay with this until I started to doubt it. He denied saying it and then said he must've said it to make me feel better. Life is shit. I've made the worse mistake of mine.