This is my high school sweet heart. He's the sweetest man I've ever had the pleasure of dating. To this day, he always takes my calls. He checks on me and talks to me when I'm driving home from lab at 2am. He knows me, truly. He sees me, deeply fragile, and handles me like the finest of china. I wish everyone had the opportunity to have both had his affection AND to be his ex.
Being this man's ex is beautiful.
Its life affirming.
Its challenging.
Its inspiring.
Its being loved even if you're not in love.
He loves me with zero expectation of anything.
He just does.
And I love him back.
Fiercely.
It just is.
We just are.
We are the very best that can come from a romantic relationship that ends.
I trust him.
Implicitly.
He tells me the truth, with a butterfly needle.
He gives me space to work it out, but he holds me while I do it.
He's phenomenal.
I love me some him. Lord knows there's a special place in my heart where he lives.
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