i found out today that my ex-boyfie-turned-male best friend’s marriage didn’t work out. it was annulled just two years after the wedding in january 2003.
i felt immense sadness when i learned about it. all this time, i’d been imagining him to be happily married to a wonderful woman with probably one or two kids already. gah. life can suck sometimes.
i do find it strange, however, that i’ve been thinking about him a lot these past few weeks. and i remember dreaming about him a couple of times last year. but i restrained myself from trying to contact him because i’d promised myself to stay out of the picture. were those dreams signs that he needed me? was i wrong in cutting off all contact from him?
i feel like crying right now. for a marriage that ended. for two broken hearts. for a broken family. for a kid left trying to understand why mama and papa aren’t together anymore. for a friendship that was lost.
i missed having him in my life all these years. he was the soul mate that was not meant to be. he will always be someone who i’ll hold dear to my heart.
