I don’t talk about this much because it hurts but I have to.
In 2017 the WIL started pulling away. She still loved me in her way. But I could tell it was different. After years of being so calibrated the slightest change is huge. She is beautiful. I am not there. She gets a lot of attention. I am sure another guy came into her life. Even though she is married.
She texted me but they were perfunctory . She would pick fights for no reason. They lasted longer than necessary. and based on frivolous things. She was happy to put me on the back burner for a week or two. When we were together it was still magical. But they were two or three times a year. She put on a show for me while I was in town. She was with me for nostalgia. Good old memories. Perhaps a feeling of obligation.
I would leave. She went home. we went back to our separate lives.
I am haunted we are not us any more. Admitting something so perfect has diminished wrecks my guts even now.
Her husband finding out was a blessing. It gave her a reason to finally let go. It is honestly a blessing for me. I don’t need to keep holding on to a dying rose.
She is gone. She was gone three and a half years ago. I will be fine. one day at time. I will heal. I will move on.
Fuck. This is hard to write. Admitting the truth hurts
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