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Once upon a time, I told Brad that if we ever broke up, I'd hold off on fooling around with anyone else for a little while, just in case we got back together. My thinking at the time was that I wouldn't want to have that "So, um, I kinda slept with someone else while we were broken up..." conversation. And now, here we are, broken up... and the way I feel now is completely different from what I had imagined I'd feel if we ever split. We are definitely not getting back together, but I don't even like THINKING about being with anyone else. Seriously, the thought literally turns my stomach. Granted, it's only been a few days... but even being touched... and even by my closest friends... has made me feel kind of squeamish. Thus, I realized that I was basing my prediction of how I might feel on how I've felt after previous breakups. And it was kind of an immature way of thinking. Right now, I don't want anyone else. I couldn't want anyone else if I tried.
And now, it's over... it's done... and I know this is for the best... but I had never known what it was to break up with someone I loved. And now I know. Aside from a few things he said the day we broke up, there's really no reason for anger or resentment. There's no hard feelings, and I don't wish him any ill will. Really, I just miss him. I probably will for a while.
And now, it's over... it's done... and I know this is for the best... but I had never known what it was to break up with someone I loved. And now I know. Aside from a few things he said the day we broke up, there's really no reason for anger or resentment. There's no hard feelings, and I don't wish him any ill will. Really, I just miss him. I probably will for a while.