My ex makes me feel things, but he doesn't make me feel anything good. Even his cordial attempts to meet me make me feel bad.
My boyfriend doesn't make me feel very much of anything (yet), but he doesn't make me feel bad. I sense no red flags from him, and if I was forced to marry one of them tomorrow, I'd choose my boyfriend above all, because of the way he treats me.
So there's my answer, dear. It was beautiful sometimes, and we'll miss it at times, and maybe I'll see you around, or even chat over coffee at most, but it is over. First it was your choice, and now it is mine.
So au revoir, ex love. Cheers to what we once had, and cheers to a new chapter for each of us individually.
4:51 p.m. - 2012-09-28