I Find Honesty and Trust Very Important In Any Relationship
I can’t seem to find the right category title for my “story”... I just want to share
Today I met up with my ex boyfriend,
We had a wonderful catch up conversation. He took me by the hand several times As we were strolling along a beautiful garden path. It was nice. We talked about family, friends, and politics. His love of Trump, my love of a more democrats’ view which he calls socialism. (Not at all what I dream of) We agreed all parties have good and bad. And there’s no point in trying to change each other. He was grateful that I listened. And I smiled to myself thinking well yes, that’s what we are all supposed to be able to do— listen. It’s okay to disagree, if we want to understand how others think. Anyhow it’s fine I’m off topic.
It was just nice to be together for an hour as friends, ex lovers, it was just nice.
Later as I was driving home he texted, “I love you”. That was sweet. I know why we are “exes” and that he can’t ever be my main squeeze. To understand what I’m saying—he is unique—
And he will probably never have a main squeeze (lives a hermits life). But then earlier my best friend pointed out to me that my ex has been wishing me happy bday for 18 years so that probably means he really does care about me. I suppose it’s mutal? I send a bday text to him as well after I got his messages. It’s an act of caring, perhaps forgiveness, or acknowledgment of someone special in life? but not wanting more than to say it in a few words like “hello”. So
I’m surprised he had suggested we meet to chat. I cant help but wonder how many people he says, “happy birthday” to on an annual basis. And how many others did he say “I love you “ to. It could be a different woman everyday of the year. Lol. But I guess today, I was that woman. And ...he did not have to say it. I had a nice time either way.
How was he always able to be so charming?
Although brief, It was a littl dreamy. Just what perfect “dates” are supposed to be like. Silly,lighthearted, sweet. He even loaned me his trench coat because I was cold and did not have a jacket. (Windchill I wasn’t expecting him to take me for a drive to a garden) We walked arm in arm with elbows hitched together.
He said he hadn’t found anyone and didn’t understand what girls were looking for these days online. I told him that all a woman wants is to be meet a man that will treat them with Respect and excercise self control. His immediate reply was that expectation is “ridiculous”. I laughed, as he always has a silly outrageous comeback when I’m off guard and being serious... his darker side pops up. All at once I remembered, that he did have many secrets, and possibly more than I had even discovered 18 years earlier, and how that kind of mystery was not attractive to me. But being in his presence and conversing, I felt happy while with him. But he reminds me of a butterfly, whose life is short. This guy was temporary— when It comes to relationships. And I was, and am, very much over that.
Until sometime next year my friend. Next birthday or Holiday.
Today I met up with my ex boyfriend,
We had a wonderful catch up conversation. He took me by the hand several times As we were strolling along a beautiful garden path. It was nice. We talked about family, friends, and politics. His love of Trump, my love of a more democrats’ view which he calls socialism. (Not at all what I dream of) We agreed all parties have good and bad. And there’s no point in trying to change each other. He was grateful that I listened. And I smiled to myself thinking well yes, that’s what we are all supposed to be able to do— listen. It’s okay to disagree, if we want to understand how others think. Anyhow it’s fine I’m off topic.
It was just nice to be together for an hour as friends, ex lovers, it was just nice.
Later as I was driving home he texted, “I love you”. That was sweet. I know why we are “exes” and that he can’t ever be my main squeeze. To understand what I’m saying—he is unique—
And he will probably never have a main squeeze (lives a hermits life). But then earlier my best friend pointed out to me that my ex has been wishing me happy bday for 18 years so that probably means he really does care about me. I suppose it’s mutal? I send a bday text to him as well after I got his messages. It’s an act of caring, perhaps forgiveness, or acknowledgment of someone special in life? but not wanting more than to say it in a few words like “hello”. So
I’m surprised he had suggested we meet to chat. I cant help but wonder how many people he says, “happy birthday” to on an annual basis. And how many others did he say “I love you “ to. It could be a different woman everyday of the year. Lol. But I guess today, I was that woman. And ...he did not have to say it. I had a nice time either way.
How was he always able to be so charming?
Although brief, It was a littl dreamy. Just what perfect “dates” are supposed to be like. Silly,lighthearted, sweet. He even loaned me his trench coat because I was cold and did not have a jacket. (Windchill I wasn’t expecting him to take me for a drive to a garden) We walked arm in arm with elbows hitched together.
He said he hadn’t found anyone and didn’t understand what girls were looking for these days online. I told him that all a woman wants is to be meet a man that will treat them with Respect and excercise self control. His immediate reply was that expectation is “ridiculous”. I laughed, as he always has a silly outrageous comeback when I’m off guard and being serious... his darker side pops up. All at once I remembered, that he did have many secrets, and possibly more than I had even discovered 18 years earlier, and how that kind of mystery was not attractive to me. But being in his presence and conversing, I felt happy while with him. But he reminds me of a butterfly, whose life is short. This guy was temporary— when It comes to relationships. And I was, and am, very much over that.
Until sometime next year my friend. Next birthday or Holiday.
