The next high was more important than I was. I didn’t really have much going for me at the time and was living with her family after a few years of long distance stuff. It felt like I saw her less while I was living there than when I’d visit every 6 months from the long distance part. The difference in lifestyles slowly drove us apart.
That was the main reason but I was also not a full person back then. Fresh out of high-school and had no idea about the world around me or how to fit within it. I would have had more compassion for certain things if I knew all I know now, though the breakup still would have occurred at that same point.