I left five years ago and avoided contact with him for all that time, but never stopped thinking about him. I tried to move on, but couldn't. I would dream about him. He was waiting for me this whole time. As soon as I let him know I was back in town (I didn't want home to find out through the grapevine), he asked to see me, and we've picked up where we left off. I wish I had never divorced him. Can anyone relate?
on May. 16, 2013 at 2:03 AM