My last relationship had a bit of a rocky start, which isn't usually a good sign. Things were going well for the first few weeks until suddenly he felt something was off in the relationship and decided to call it off. Still wanting to remain friends, we saw each other a couple weeks later and he wondered if he made a mistake. Before we knew it, we were back together.
This time things were different. As it moved along, we began to realize our relationship had an expiration date. He planned on going up to Northern California for school. I didn't envision myself moving to the woods. He didn't want to settle down with anyone. I wasn't opposed to the idea.
Still, we carried on with one another, having little misadventures and enjoying one another's company all the while, in the back of our minds, we knew it had to end eventually.
It's a very strange mentality to have going into a relationship. Knowing it will end doesn't allow for much growth or development. And once that mentality is in your head, it's awfully hard to forget about it.
Have you ever been in a similar situation?