I’m left feel­ing very vul­ner­a­ble and won­der­ing if I can be truly attracted to some­one for who they are, instead of the idea of a rela­tion­ship and the asso­ci­ated com­fort of famil­iar­ity and phys­i­cal con­nec­tion. I miss affec­tion­ate text mes­sage con­ver­sa­tions, spon­ta­neous plans to cud­dle, and hav­ing some­one to spoil, but I need more time to sort out my feel­ings, and to get over the last one.

This is the exact rea­son I had to take a break from her. I haven’t had any con­tact in a while, and even though I sel­dom think of her these days, I’d be lying if I said I’ve for­got­ten completely.

There are morn­ings I wake up with the mem­ory of her next to me in bed, pass­ing hours with only del­i­cate grazes between us. It’s as if my sub­con­scious is still lin­ger­ing on what we had, even though my con­scious has given up on what could have been. Wanting to live my life with her became such a habit that I still catch myself wish­ing she could be there to share in my con­tent­ment when I’m sit­ting out­side with the breeze against my skin on sunny Spring days.

She never under­stood why such a break would take so long1, or why I couldn’t give her a solid time-frame, but now I know it was the right deci­sion. Even though the pain and jeal­ousy have left me, I have to let go of the good mem­o­ries just as much.

Not that I can’t be in a rela­tion­ship with some­one right now. Rather, I shouldn’t, cause it’d be unfair to the other per­son; I still catch myself mak­ing com­par­isons to her, believ­ing that no one will be as dynamic, inspir­ing, or good for me. Or wish­ing I could some­how relive those mem­o­ries through some­one else, even though I know that new, won­der­ful, unique expe­ri­ences are cre­ated with every rela­tion­ship and every partner.

I know where I need to be before I’m ready to be with some­one again. I’ve been com­pletely taken with peo­ple in the past, and even­tu­ally I truly get over them. It may take years, but one day I wake up and the mem­o­ries don’t affect me any­more, though they remain as beau­ti­ful as they are important.

  1. And this break was with the expec­ta­tion that we’d even­tu­ally be in con­tact again, which would assuredly take even longer! []