It was the strangest relationship I've ever experienced. In some ways, the best; in some ways...less than that.
I suppose the depth of the strange is revealed in the aftermath.
Never have I felt such a compatibility with someone, in so many (not all!) ways, and yet...
when it ended, he was perfectly fine never seeing me again.
I don't understand this, and it hurts my heart so. I love him, having loved him, in a true, real way. And so, I miss him because there was something there I never found with another. But he has moved on.
