Jul 02, 2005 10:40
I realized a couple telltale signs that, for me, Jen was "the one" or at the
very least, a breakthrough.
a) I wore a ring. We wore matching claddagh rings. I'll post a pic someday.
b) I was totally OK with public displays of affection - because I meant it!
c) I'm still in love with her, and will always be haunted by people who remind
me of her.
When someone you love dies, it becomes your job to remember them with all your might.
I wonder how animals who mate for life do when their mate goes away; is there such
a thing as animal depression? Because I could totally see that happening.
Well, for now, life is good, I have crushes on people I see almost every day, and
will just have to struggle with these memories and integrating someone new into my
new life, which I might never have had were things to have gone any differently.