love , life , declaration , ex , summer , romance , absence , fonder , heart , moment , magic
For one reason or another, I can’t seem to stop replaying different moments of my last relationship in my head. And no, it’s not because I’m still in love with him; I think part of it is boredom with my endless mountains of work and the enjoyment of such deep and perplexing thoughts (only slight sarcasm intended there).
It’s also more because I’m trying to understand where it all went so awfully wrong, why it was never right to begin with, and why we couldn’t ever seem to get all our dysfunctions straightened out. I’m telling myself it’s to help avoid these sorts of issues with my new boyfriend, or any other future partners, but I think part of it is just a certain morbid fascination with the dissection of my own petty existence.
Anyway, the moment I’m fixating on at this second is the moment he told me he…
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