Today, I realized that every single lover I've had since we got together was taken to get away from you. Mostly to get over you or stop going back to you (didn't work), aduring some part of our death-of-a-thousand-cuts ten-year breakup; once, to punish myself. That's almost twenty years, nothing but running from you.
When I stopped needing to get over you, I stopped taking lovers.
I am happy we are over, I am happy you are happy, and mostly, I am just happy.
I'm not sure where I am going with this. For some reason, I thought you'd like to know. Can't TELL you that, but... well. I'm told the Vulcan word for "it is what it is" is kaiidth. Good bye, you big nerd, enjoy real love.
I have been, and always will be,