This could be the most convoluted story ever, because it is. I met the love of my life when I was 15 and she was 17. We're now 25 and 27, and we grew up together...endured everything together from high school to university and the transition into the real world. We graduated in 2012 and our life was on the horizon, we moved to a smaller town and began to chase our dreams. But it wasn't the start, we crashed, and six months ago she moved out. She left behind our life, our animals, and bailed. Our arguments usually surrounded around money, about her parents providing everything for her, and her helping me out to show appreciation. I became the bitch though. For the first two months post breakup, we didn't speak, much to my pleading. We then got together after she started using cocaine (behaviour not in align with her at all)....as her recently gained friends cracked with all their drug use and lies. We went back and forth between being together and not, Facebook and Instagram removals...her rejecting me every time she voiced she wanted me. We have recent decided to just be friends and move on, but this past week when we tried to hang out as friends, she reverted back into treating me like her girlfriend...I slept with her and spent the night. But the day after she slowly recoiled in her texts... I'm ready to move on... But she keeps telling me that she is in love with me, we are soul mates, she only sees herself marrying me, but she just can't RIGHT now. I think that's a cop out.,.if you know you know, so why make us endure all this bullshit. Is she the one? Should I wait...because she is asking me to.