It was not that you didn't adore your lover, it was just that you craved something new. You felt stifled by the sameness. You were able to predict every action your lover took.
Instead of feeling comforting, it bored you to tears. You wanted adventure -- excitement -- a new set of hands to hold, a new mind to explore. All defensible emotions, but you allowed your inner thoughts to show. You became distant, hard to pin down. Your lover's insecurities were tweaked. You were asked to make promises, to confirm commitments, and the obligations were so burdensome you felt like you couldn't breathe.But hold on there a second, bucko. You weren't thinking nearly clearly enough to make such an important decision as severing your connection. A yearning for space and air didn't necessarily mean you wanted total freedom -- and the next lover you choose will become just as needy with time. You should have savored what you had, and given yourself a little downtime through little actions that wouldn't have threatened your mate -- a lunch eaten alone, a long shower, a good hike. Just a little bit of space could have brought the ease you were seeking.