Thanks for sympathy guys, i appreciate all the replies. I think i made this post up to just hear what you guys had to say about love and relationships on its own, and i got exactly what i wanted; loads of thoughts. Most if not all of you wouldn't understand my situation, my feelings towards my girlfriend surpasses "love at first sight", "fate" and "true love". Frankly i'm partially at "fault" when it comes to this particular relation; i set a plot to basically have a reason for her to break up with me. Evil might you say? Yes, but for our own good. Making a story short, "carol" has been over my house for most of the year, if she is to leave the house for a night, it's because she has to (which is rare -- once every 2 weeks maybe). I became addicted to having her over and doing things together, from daily chores to shopping and helping her study, i felt uneasy if he wasn't sleeping there next to me or wasn't available to help me decide something. I did not depend on her, but it was sad when she wasn't there.
At the age of 20, i'm not ready to be this in-depth and attached with someone simply because i'm scared, not scared to be with her or of losing her or depending on her, but scared of how close we got in such little time. I kick myself when i think about how i'm throwing this out the window, but at the same time i'm tapping myself on the shoulders for doing a smart thing and going forward alone. Having such a strong attachment to carol, i couldn't bring myself to breaking up with her, not because i'm weak or independent, but because it hurts me more then it would hurt her (metaphorically speaking), i just couldn't do it on my own.
My plot backfired though, as i thought she would get mad at something i did and maybe try to break up with me, but she was really forgiving and cared not for what i had done (nothing serious really, just tried pushing myself away a little), but then she though i was cheating on her and it wasn't the way i had planned things to go, so i tried fixing and explaining to her what i was doing without admitting to have attempted to piss her off. Questions were never ending and doubts from her poured like water, i didn't want to look bad and didn't want to seem like a bad person, but maybe i deserved it. In the end i had to do what i did not wan't to do, and when i broke up with her (with a very shitty excuse mind you) i felt the pain, i still feel like the ass of the planet and if that wasn't enough, i have a void which was created by me, for a reason which is shameful.
Sorry for the long post, i'm not much of a writer, just saying what i feel, and i feel like a monster.
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