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It was bound to happen in The Wanderer

  • Feb. 5, 2015, 6:59 a.m.
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I was very happy to be one of the few that can maintain a friendship with an ex. Especially with him. He was my best friend. He was my husband. After the divorce I tried very hard to keep our friendship going, but perhaps time and distance has played its toll. Also he has a new girlfriend…which is really an old girlfriend…since he is back with his ex. He seems happy though, so I am honestly happy for him. But I fucking miss him and I haven’t spoken to him in over a month and that is definitely the longest I have gone without talking to him. And I guess it is just super hard for me to let go. It is one thing to let go of our marriage, but our friendship? I thought it would never be like that. But alas, he has started to ignore me. It’s a two way street.......not a one way road. So I guess the time has come to truly say goodbye and put the past behind me once and for all. He is happy now......and so am I.


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