Just that really. I love him. I’ve no interest in anyone else or finding another relationship. I’m not actively looking. No one knows how I feel and day to day, I’m doing well. No one would suspect from the outside.
but I know. I love him. It’s been four years since we broke up. 2 years of NC. I don’t feel devastated or despondent. I’m able to live my life; I’m doing well in my career. I just know that I love him and possibly always will. It doesn’t fill me with grief or despair. I just keep going. I guess I just wonder if it will always be there.
it’s a bit like - having a tooth filling. It’s there. It’s not apparent to anyone else. It doesn’t stop you eating or impair things day to day. But you know it’s there.
does that make sense? I’m not sure why I’m writing this down. I guess I just want to know if it’s normal.