Oddly Satisfying
The final chapter has been written in one of the two relationships where I have honestly been in love... and it is oddly satisfying.
Early on this summer, about a month after making the decision that we could be friends and call eachother, my ex-boyfriend Ryan suddenly ceased communication, leaving only a myspace blog stating that I, along with a few other people had been cut off and not to bother contacting. Despite being hurt and desperately wanting to know why, I respected his wishes. That is until today.
When we broke up he still had a favorite sweatshirt of mine and he lost it sometime during his move to Canada. The last time we had talked he promised to replace it. Being the poor college kid that doesn't own another sweatshirt that I am, I took a risk and messaged him asking if he could replace it. I gave him my address and said that if he could spare the money to replace it to send it to me. I then followed with...
"You don't have to let me know if you're going to send it or not and if you don't respond I promise I'll never contact you again.
Regardless I wish all the best for you and hope you are happy and doing well. You deserve nothing but the best in life Ryan, don't ever let yourself believe otherwise."
I honesly didn't think I'd hear back from him, but low and behold he responded by saying that he's mailing me a check and that I should recieve it in a week. He then left me with these parting words...
"Know that I wish you no ill. I'm just doing what I have to do to move on with my life. Take care of yourself.
-R "
And with that he closed the book. And I wouldn't have wanted the ending written any other way.
Early on this summer, about a month after making the decision that we could be friends and call eachother, my ex-boyfriend Ryan suddenly ceased communication, leaving only a myspace blog stating that I, along with a few other people had been cut off and not to bother contacting. Despite being hurt and desperately wanting to know why, I respected his wishes. That is until today.
When we broke up he still had a favorite sweatshirt of mine and he lost it sometime during his move to Canada. The last time we had talked he promised to replace it. Being the poor college kid that doesn't own another sweatshirt that I am, I took a risk and messaged him asking if he could replace it. I gave him my address and said that if he could spare the money to replace it to send it to me. I then followed with...
"You don't have to let me know if you're going to send it or not and if you don't respond I promise I'll never contact you again.
Regardless I wish all the best for you and hope you are happy and doing well. You deserve nothing but the best in life Ryan, don't ever let yourself believe otherwise."
I honesly didn't think I'd hear back from him, but low and behold he responded by saying that he's mailing me a check and that I should recieve it in a week. He then left me with these parting words...
"Know that I wish you no ill. I'm just doing what I have to do to move on with my life. Take care of yourself.
-R "
And with that he closed the book. And I wouldn't have wanted the ending written any other way.