
I got an e-mail about three weeks ago from the ex-fiancé. At
first it was some small talk, which was weird considering the last e-mail I had
received from him was distant and unfriendly. I was cordial of course; I had
been since the breakup and wasn’t going to change that. He asked if I wanted to
get dinner sometime to catch up. I was caught completely off guard by it and
was hesitant to respond. I played out about a million different scenarios in my
head as to what he wanted. I gave it about a week to contemplate. At first, I
wasn’t going to go. I felt like that door in my life had been closed and I had
moved on and was in such a different place in my life. But after further
consideration I agreed to it. In my heart I felt that I needed to go, to make
sure that I really had moved on from him emotionally. I was so nervous on the
drive to the restaurant. Partly because I thought he was going to attempt a
murder (I know I’m totally not dramatic) but mostly just because I was afraid
that all those old feelings were going to come back. What if all this time we
have had apart meant nothing and I would go right back to the exact same place
I was in before our breakup. But, it was a risk I was willing to take. I wanted
full closure and to KNOW that I had moved on.
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