I received the Captain’s response to the
email I send him this morning. It was kind. It reeked of nostalgia, while he
[twice] referred to our relationship in the past tense, claimed to ‘look at our
time together in a positive light’. We both win as we both apologized for our
mistakes and transgressions—or at least merely acknowledged them.
The moral? I don’t know. Another
relationship came and went. Nine months wasted? No. I lived through this
tumultuous and rocky relationship and can say that at least I know what it’s
like to fuck a hunk. And he raised the bar on my conversational expectations in
a relationship. Those are the two things I will truly miss. On that note, I am
recognizing all experiences with the Captain in the past tense and eliminating
notions of the future. Those were just ridiculous.