May 03, 2009 23:08
Exes are so strange... not my specific exes, but all the weirdness and non-weirdness that goes along with being or having an "ex."
I found a picture of Chris Havlin on facebook kissing a girl. Out of the times we've talked, we've never talked about any of our new relationships. Before this, I had no indication that he had been with anyone since he and I broke up in August. When I saw the picture of him, he looked so happy. I felt this great feeling of happiness for him, I didn't really feel jealous at all. It was nice to see a picture of him when he looked so genuinely happy. I had a long time in my life when I got to see that smile on his face, but after that stopped, I wondered if he was happy again. It's nice to see. I think if I had stayed single since our break up, I would feel much more jealous. I think if I saw the picture any day before today I would freak out.
It's nice to know that people you've loved and spent your life with (for a while, at least) are happy. I'm amused to observe in myself this irresistable smile that came across my face when I saw his grin in the photo. Maybe I'm maturing?
I can't say I'm not curious to know if they're actually a couple, or for how long, etc. etc., but maybe I'll just ask. Maybe not... maybe it's none of my business.
I think I feel happy whenever I hear that any of my exes are happy or are with someone who they like and/or who is good for them. I don't know if this will forever be the case, but I like to know that people who are or were important to me are happy in their lives and have love and joy in them. I wonder if they do/would feel the same for me?