Holy crap. I just talked to him.
I’ve really been avoiding him since it all went down last Thursday night, I figure if I pretend like he doesn’t exist (or went on a really long vacation), I won’t have to deal with “closure” and won’t get all weepy again.
But you know, it wasn’t that bad. On my part, the intense romantic love has been gone for a long time. And I don’t have to give up that love you have for close friends.
Honestly, it was just nice to hear his voice. There was no anger, no hatred. Just a bit of longing for what was. But hope – for a future where we can still get along and share eachother’s company a little bit – as friends.
I identify, and sympathize. I’m living with my ex for the next month. I feel lucky because this breakup has been fairly smooth, if sad. I’m expecting by the end of the month I’ll be glad to escape the daily teary confessions (from both of us). No anger or hatred or reproach from either of us as well.
You know, I found the “after-contact” to be worse than the actual breakup in my last relationship. It took much more time to get over that longing for what was…
chin up, old girl. 🙂 we love you.
I will eat some ice cream, too. *somber look*
Glad to hear it!
Can I still eat ice cream for you in sympathy? *grins*