For many years I loved exactly one person. Anybody who knew me knew this information as well. I spent countless amount of daydreams with them as the protagonist. They were always the love interest. The only love interest. Then one day it all ended. No tragic tale here. I mean, there was drama sure, but nothing tragic. Just life. For so long I had only been able to see one person and that scared me into thinking that that was it for me.
Today I saw them, in their current life, with their partner quite happy and I noticed I was smiling. I was happy for them. Like really. All these years wondering if what I felt was real, if I was really done, if I could be happy after them. I think I got my answer now and I think I can say it all now.
What happened then, what’s happening now, what’s happened in between.