Oh, how I have missed you. Although we have visited briefly in the past weeks, it seems like forever since we have really spent any quality time together. Believe me, the separation has left me feeling discontented.
I am sure that you are aware that, in your absence, I have been spending a lot of time with cycling and yoga. Please, don’t worry about them. I have plenty of love to go around. They have grown to be great friends however, my relationship with them is nothing like what you and I have had.
In spite of our deeply-connected past, I am cautious to just pick up where we left off. You hurt me once. No! You hurt me TWICE. I can’t afford to make the same mistake again.
If I was to put my finger on what went wrong, I’d have to say that we simply took a good thing too far in too short a period of time. Maybe I asked too much of you. Maybe you asked too much of me. It does no good to place blame.
For the time being, let’s not rush to take our shoes off; sexy footwear can come later. We need to take it slow. If we keep our communication honest, and expectations reasonable, I think we might have a good chance of making this a life-long thing.
No matter how this turns out, please know that you have been, and always will be, my first love.