Its so strange, really loving someone. After a certain point, its like you can look at the situation from the outside. And theres times you have to evaluate that love does not always make something functional and you can accept that. In that acceptance you begin to separate from the confines of what a societally determined relationship is. You encourage them to try new things and move and leave because you want to allow them and yourself to try and find the things in a person that you say you want. The chance to chase dreams that are not parallel to each others, the chance to look for that fantasy relationship, to try someone new on for size, to try a new city on for size. Or to try a life out that we think will make us happy. Because you want to give them and give yourself a chance to see if those things and ideals we have in our young minds will actually make us happy. And you see someone new. Or make new memories void of that person. And it makes you happy. But somehow its like a ghost shadowing you. It doesn't taint the new, but it never leaves. And now for me, those long off fantasies about qualities and priorities and what relationships should be, those have moved from what they had been to a different realization. That I may have already found my only real taste of love. And now I'm on my own, and you soon may not be something for me to speak of in possesion. But I hope that as planned, we can find happiness in knowing what was had between us existed and in the paths that we are taking our lives regardless of if they cross again.
