So, very unusual story but ill do my best to explain.
i split up with my ex when i was 22. bad, young relationship but genuinely the love of my life. always spoke about him and wished we worked out. Havent seen him once in all those years.
fast forward to 33. was working and his best friend (also havent seen him in all those years) passed into my workplace, we said hey and left it there. an hour later my ex walks in and said his friend had called to let him know he saw me.
he waited till the end of my shift and we met up and spoke. we'd go to eat, watch films, have lazy weekends together, then after 3 months, we kissed, slept together and its been nearly a year now. Any free time we have we spend together, i genuinely love him top to bottom and inside out, and him the same.
we have agreed that we'd never be together again (at the start) but like most girls my feelings have grown and i find myself wanting him 🥺🥺
im quite a reclusive person and dont meet people easily. is it better to torture myself with the facts that he'll never commit and at some point will meet someone, or continue as i love him and im very lonely? Sometimes something crap is better than nothing? Or pull yourself together and pull away? 😔