Final update: we decided not to talk anymore, not even as friends, and I respect that.
She’s genuinely a good person, and even though things didn’t work out how I hoped, I’m grateful for the time we shared. It showed me my heart’s full capacity to love and proved that the kind of person I’m looking for in a relationship can exist, even if it’s not her.
This was different from anything I’ve felt before. Looking back, my past “love” I had other people was built on potential. I idealized people, loved who I wanted them to be, not who they really were. With her? No illusions. I loved her exactly as she was. That’s why I couldn’t settle for anything less than something real and lasting. Since that’s not mutual, walking away is the right call.
I hope our conversations brought her even a little joy or warmth. For me, the experience was priceless, and if it brightened her world in any way, that makes it even more meaningful.
No regrets. Just gratitude.
Also, still a thug!
In good news, my freeform dreadlocks just keep getting better and better. Nothing will teach you patience like growing freeforms, damn! Birthday’s also hella close.
I share a birthday with a very famous abolitionist, go figure. If that hint doesn’t help you, also consider the piano man.
Final update: we decided not to talk anymore, not even as friends, and I respect that.
She’s genuinely a good person, and even though things didn’t work out how I hoped, I’m grateful for the time we shared. It showed me my heart’s full capacity to love and proved that the kind of person I’m looking for in a relationship can exist, even if it’s not her.
This was different from anything I’ve felt before. Looking back, my past “love” I had other people was built on potential. I idealized people, loved who I wanted them to be, not who they really were. With her? No illusions. I loved her exactly as she was. That’s why I couldn’t settle for anything less than something real and lasting. Since that’s not mutual, walking away is the right call.
I hope our conversations brought her even a little joy or warmth. For me, the experience was priceless, and if it brightened her world in any way, that makes it even more meaningful.
No regrets. Just gratitude.
Also, still a thug!
In good news, my freeform dreadlocks just keep getting better and better. Nothing will teach you patience like growing freeforms, damn! Birthday’s also hella close.
I share a birthday with a very famous abolitionist, go figure. If that hint doesn’t help you, also consider the piano man.