Today would’ve been our third anniversary had we not stopped dating sometimes in August. Sometimes I wish it had worked out better… For most of the time together I was really happy. Sometimes I think about going back, but I know that would never work out. Sooner or later I’d feel trapped and want out again.

Sometimes it’s like I only remember all the good parts of our time together. When it’s like that I really wanna go back. Then I remember all the stuff that never would’ve happened if I hadn’t been single and realise I don’t really wanna go back to something monogamous I just want him.

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