My last break-up I've had was back in 2005. My long time boyfried Khurram who I had been dating for about five years and I broke up because his family was going to force him to have an arranged marriage. We went to Burke Lake and he told me that he was engaged and he showed me a picture of her. I felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest.
Okay well before I get into the break up I think its only fair to talk about the good times. Our relationship was so amazing. Everytime I thought that I might not see him again We'd end up together even more. We met when I was fifteen and Khurram was 18, it was summer time and I was walking to the store I saw him driving out of the parking lot, I looked at him (thought to myself: Wow he's hot!) smiled at him and waved. He looked at me too but he looked like surprised and confused. I figured that it was stupid of me to have waved at him and I probably looked like an idiot. I went inside the store and he followed me in I guess because he was in their too but stayed a couple aisle's away. I bought a couple things I needed and left and while I was walking out of the parking lot he drove by and asked me if I wanted a ride. He'd only been in the country a couple months and he's english was horrible. He dropped me close to my house and we exchanged numbers.
We spent almost every second we could together. I ended up going to a boarding school out in Front Royal virginia two months after school started. I thought I would never see him again but when I called him from the school and told him he said he'd drive out every weekend and during the week if I could sneak out, and he did, he came every weekend. I came back to northern virginia the next school year and we ended up going to the same school my senior year I went to Bryant and I was surprised to see Khurram in the hallway between classes. He said he had to go back to highschool because he only went to tenth grade in Pakistan. He really didnt have to go to highschool he was already the manager at the pizza hut he was working at but he said that he really wanted to be a dentist. So he'd come by and pick me up and we drove to school together everyday and drove home and we'd sit outside the condo I lived at and studied together.
Okay so back to the break up. We were at Burke lake and little did I know what was going to happen. He seemed really depressed, he told me that his family wanted him to get engaged with this girl and that he couldnt marry me and make his family happy unless I was muslim. I was so angry with him Khurram was like me he never let anyone else tell him what to do so why was he doing it now. I was so upset and so angry and I didnt know what to do. By this time I was 18 and was going to NOVA and I knew that I was going to get kicked out once my grades came out. So I decided that if he could get engaged to someone else I could do the same thing. So I started dating other guys. Every new guy I met and dated was such a waste of time, no one could compare to Khurram and the more I dated the more I missed him and wanted him. I became so depressed I felt like I wanted to die. I figured that I could die without killing myself I would have someone else kill me. So I decided to join the Marine Corps and I knew all I had to do was ask to be stationed in Iraq and they'd send me.
I wish that I'd handled this better. If I had just called him and talked to him I would have found out that he'd decided not to have the arranged marriage and also that the girl rejected him when she saw his picture. By the time I found this out it was too late I had already signed all the paper work for the Marines.
I have seen Khurram a few times but he isnt the same anymore, time has made him angry and he's lost the spark and spontaneity. He never finished going back to school and I dont think he is happy. He runs his brother in laws halal store. I wish that he'd go and finish school and become a dentist, he really deserves to be happy.
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