Worst so far

He was here two days last week and told me maybe maybe not someday, it's messing with my head.  Now I'm a complete wreck, I don't know how many times I've cried today, I've lost track.  Need to cut off contact if I'm ever going to move on.  I can't keep hoping for something that won't happen, and if it does it won't be good for me anyway.  He lives in his head and has trouble seeing another's perspective.  Which leaves the partner with no control, codependence, and isolation.