This week I half remember dreaming of my ex and telling him I miss him, but there are things I also don't miss.
That ex contacted me last night. He texted that he wants to work it out. Twice. Then called three times throughout the night. When I noticed I instantly began sobbing on my friend's shoulder.
I'm glad it happened while I was surrounded by the warmth and love of my friends. They showered me with hugs and kisses and gifts and loving words, and I was overcome by gratitude for them, and for how much my life has improved since things ended with that ex.
I haven't responded to him.
5:21 p.m. - 2012-09-24