I've been lurking in here a lot lately, but this is the first time I'm really sharing my story. I met Carol at work in the late-winter/early-spring time. She was a client of mine. We developed a rapport, and I eventually asked her out to my birthday party in June. Everyone says don't mix business and pleasure, but I knew I would be leaving before September, so I gave it a shot. Soon enough, we were a couple. Things were great as far as I could tell, but this was also my first time doing something like this. She broke up with me just before school started (less than 2 months together). She said that with school coming up, she didn't think she could handle everything, emotionally and all. She wanted to stay friends though, to which I said I would try. Sounds like something a girl would say when she doesn't want to hurt her boyfriends feelings by telling the truth don't ya' think? I've brought this up with her a couple times, but she has steadfastly maintained that it was really because of work and school. I ended up believing her . Hmm, maybe she's been telling the truth afterall? We cut contact for over a month. It was my attempt at cooling things off. I thought I was ready, and tried to do the friends thing. So we did the occasional ice cream and dinner outings etc etc. I felt pretty decent. More recently, she told me to call her after class so she could give me a ride home. Great! So I call her but she doesn't pick up. Long story short, I end up taking the bus home (strike 1). In the following weeks, she's never made any attempt to contact me to explain/apologize (strike 2). Over those weeks, however, I had made the decision to stop being her friend. I wasn't getting what I really wanted, and I thought my presence would change her mind. Pretty BS reason for sticking around eh? I had planned to inform her of my decision after I finished exams. So I call her up, she's busy at work, and says she'll call me back at a better time. She doesn't get back to me (strike 3). So I end up sending her a short email. It basically said I don't want to do the friends thing anymore, and I gave her the ball if she ever wants to try again (she's never explicitly ruled out a rekindling, but judging by her actions, I know my chances are slim to none). I'm not sure why I felt it was neccessary to tell her about my decision. I suppose it's the symbolic last goodbye. I now have some sort of closure, and I guess it makes it easier for me to pick up the pieces. I doubt it made a difference for her. Anyways, there's the story of losing my first. I just wanted to share now that everything has been put to a close. I hope that some people may be able to learn something from it. I.e. Don't stick around to do the friends thing. It's too late now, but I can at least say I'll know for next time. I could say that I was at least somewhat happy with just being friends, but when she started jerking me around, and didn't even give me the respect a friend deserves, I knew the time had come. Actions speak louder than words I suppose. If anybody has any tips or insight on where I could have done better, or where I went wrong, that'd be appreciated.