Just as I am about to declare that this is the most peaceful breakup, images of our perfect future passes through my mind and crushes me for a brief second. We were so in love that every promise of perfection and vision of our future was imagined with sincerity. The permanence of this breakup revealed our innocence.
Since the breakup we have been polite and even friendly to each other. I think our feelings are mutual; we respect each other but can no longer be together. Our interests that bonded us together no longer held us. It bothers me that I will have to re-imagine my life without all our quirkyness. I guess the hardest part about being single is to concentrate on yourself.