I don’t want your body and I don’t mind thinking about you with somebody else
A last letter to my ex
(This article is a sequel to — I don’t want your body but I hate to think about you with somebody else: Sexual ownership and getting over an ex)
Four years and I think I am finally over you. And my heart feels light and I feel as if I have reached a full circle with you… Or rather, the memories of you. Your chapter is finally over and I can move on, and this time this is for sure. I have outgrown all my hopes and wishes that I had for you and me — our future. My soul soars, feeling a strange lightness after being four years in your captivity.
There used to be a time when a mere song reminded me of you. Looking back, I feel sad for the way you made me feel sad. I feel bad for myself but perhaps, this was necessary. It was all necessary or else I would always think every man was like you. I have met and rejected several wonderful men because none were like you. Looking back, I know they were so much better for me than you were.
Yesterday, I came across an Instagram post by Lalah Delia. She wrote, “Never feel bad for the way you need someone to love you. You deserve what your heart needs.” And I am smiling while I write this because for the longest time I considered I would do anything for you — mold…
